You're on the phone with your girlfriend
she's upset
she's going off about something that you said
she doesn't get your humor
like i do
i'm in my room
it's a typical tuesday night
i'm listening to the kind of music
she doesn't like
she'll never know your story
like i do
but she wears short skirts
i wear t-shirts
she's cheer captain and i'm on the bleachers
dreaming about the day when you wake up and find that
what you're looking for has been here the whole time
if you could see that i'm the one who understands you
been here all along so why can't you see
you belong with me
you belong with me
walking the streets
with you and your worn out jeans
i can't help thinking this is how it ought to be
laughing on a park bench
thinking to myself
hey, isn't this easy?
and you've got a smile
that could light up this whole town
i haven't seen it in awhile since she brought you down
you say you're fine
i know you better than that
hey whatchu doing with a girl like that
she wears high heels
i wear sneakers
she's cheer captain
i'm on the bleachers
dreaming about the day when you wake up and find that
what you're looking for has been here the whole time
if you could see that i'm the one who understands you been here all along
so why can't you see
you belong with me
standing by and waiting at your back door
all this time how could you not know baby
you belong with me
you belong with me
oh, i remember you driving to my house in the middle of the night
i'm the one who makes you laugh when you know you're about to cry
and i know your favorite songs
and you tell me about your dreams
think i know where you belong
think i know it's with me
can't you see that i'm the one who understands you
been here all along so why can't you see?
you belong with me
have you ever thought just maybe
you belong with me?
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