favoritism

I was in love for the second time
She told me not to lie
You said, honey, I can sense that you're
Struggling to find out what happened to you
On tour and alone with nothing to lose
Cried myself to sleep that night
I haven't wrapped my head around it
Maybe I should think about
Your hands on my sides, my shirt lost to wine

When I turned around and said
I can't believe you like me better than the rest
When I turned around and said
I can't believe you like me better than the rest

Turns out kissing someone oldee
Doesn't mean there's gonna be a lesson attached
Say, I'm mature for my age
But there's a bed to be made, why don't you lie in it
Swear I'll take this one to my grave

And nothing's gonna change
Oh man, it is the same
There's a child writing stories of when they become king
And learn to take everything

When I turned around and said
I can't believe you like me better than the rest
When I turned around and said
I can't believe you like me better than the rest
Oh, better than the rest