“I just think it’s missing something,”

Priscilla said softly, her voicing her opinion- her finding it hard to speak up. She had went to the studio with you, but the song..it just felt off. It wasn’t something she loved like all of your other songs.

“I don’t think I like it.”

Priscilla added quietly, her already soft tone softening in almost a shy manner—Her glancing down at the floor with her mascara lined blue eyes. She knew how hard you worked on the new album but it just wasn’t right.