Rough around the edges, hates when people see him weak

But I don′t think he's thinking when he′s all alone with me

Blues turn to an auburn redI'll make my mark in his head (mm)

I see his walls come down

One by one

One by one

He writes poetry but no one knows

I think I love him 'cause no one knows

He don′t have a favourite color

He says, "It′s too hard to choose"

But I'm his favourite girl (ooh-ooh)

I′m his favourite

Tells me all his secrets, I promise that they'rе safe with me (mm-mm)

I know that no one′s еver gotten this far in his dreams

I watch his walls come down

One by one

One by one

He writes poetry, but no one knows (yeah-yeah)

I think I love him 'cause no one knows (ooh-ooh)

He don′t have a favourite color (ooh-ooh)

He says, "It's too hard to choose" (oh-yeah)

But I'm his favourite girl (ooh-ooh)

I′m his favourite

I′m his favourite girl (I'm his favourite girl)

I′m his favourite girl (I'm his favourite girl)

I′m his favourite girl (I'm his favourite girl)

He writes poetry but no one knows

No one knows (ooh-ooh)

I′m his favourite girl

I'm his favourite girl

I'm his favourite girl (ooh-ooh)

Ooh, I′m his favourite (ooh-ooh)