It's not easy being the only girl.
It's not easy to let you know.
I met this boy back in twenty ten, and I don't wanna let him go.
He treats me like a princess.
I feel he makes me whole.
Material things don't mean much to me;
but he has a giving heart made of gold.
He makes me a better person.
He tells me when I'm wrong.
He helps me out with homework; but only over the phone...
I wish you would except him.
I wish he could come around.
I wish you would hear us out...
But we're scared to make a sound.
Would you turn him away?
I'm afraid of what you'd say.
Would it really push your buttons if I said for three years he's been my "Bae"?
Whenever I'm down he makes me feel better;
and he always tells me to pray.
He's perfect to me, but I need you to feel the same way.
I'm tierd of hearing that all boys are the same.
Or "I was that age once" as if people never change.
You make me feel like I'm not allowed to open my heart.
I'm going to grow up; why does it have to be caged?
It's hard being the only girl.
It's hard to let you know.
The boy I met in twenty ten, is the one I'd like you to know.