She Knows Just How I Like It

Keys on the counter

Shoes by the door

She laughs at my bad jokes

Still wants more

Hair up in my T-shirt

Wine on her lip

Reads me in a second

Hand on my hip

She knows just how I like it

Every little scar, every soft side

Pulls me in closer, never asks why

She knows just how I like it

Says my name low, looks me in the eye

Turns my worst days into good nights

Phone on the bedside

Face down, gone

She hums the hook

Of my favorite song

Salt on her fingers

Stealing my fries

Saying I'm trouble

With those quiet eyes

She knows just how I like it

Every little scar, every soft side

Pulls me in closer, never asks why

She knows just how I like it

Says my name low, looks me in the eye

Turns my worst days into good nights

I don't have to say a word

She reads the space between

All the things I thought were flaws

She wears them like a dream (oh)

She knows just how I like it

Every little scar, every soft side

Pulls me in closer, never asks why

She knows just how I like it

Says my name low, looks me in the eye

Turns my worst days into good nights