I Bet You Think About Me (Taylor’s Version) — Taylor Swift

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Lyrics and Music by Taylor Swift and Lori McKenna
feat. Chris Stapleton

Three A.M. and I’m still awake,
I’ll bet you’re just fine
Fast asleep in your city
That’s better than mine.
And the girl in your bed
Has a fine pedigree.
And I’ll bet your friends tell you
She’s better than me, huh.

Well, I tried to fit in
With your upper-crust circles,
Yeah, they let me sit in
Back when we were in love.
Oh, they sit around talking
‘Bout the meaning of life,
And the book that just saved ‘em
That I hadn’t heard of.

Chorus:
     But now that we’re done
     And it’s over,
     I bet you couldn’t believe,
     When you realized
     I’m harder to forget,
     Than I was to leave.
     And I bet you think about me.

You grew up in a silver-spoon
Gated community:
Glamorous, shiny, bright Beverly Hills.
I was raised on a farm,
No, it wasn’t a mansion.
Just living room dancing
And kitchen table bills.

But you know what they say,
You can’t help who you fall for
And you and I fell
Like an early spring snow.
But reality crept in,
You said we’re too different.
You laughed at my dreams,
Rolled your eyes at my jokes.

Chorus:
     Mister Superior Thinking,
     Do you have all the space
     That you need?
     I don’t have to be your shrink,
     To know that you’ll never be happy.
     And I bet you think about me.

     I bet you think about me, yes.
     I bet you think about me.

   Oh, block it all out.
   The voices so loud, saying
   “Why did you let her go?”
   Does it make you feel sad
   That the love that you’re looking for
   Is the love that you had?

Now you’re out in the world,
Searching for your soul,
Scared not to be hip,
Scared to get old.
Chasing make-believe status.
Last time you felt free
Was when none of that shit mattered
‘Cause you were with me.

Chorus:
     But now that we’re done
     And it’s over,
     I bet it’s hard to believe,
     But it turned out I’m harder
     To forget than I was to leave.
     And, yeah, I bet you think about me.

     I bet you think about me, yes.
     I bet you think about me,
     I bet you think about me
     When you’re out
     At your cool indie music
     Concerts every week.
     I bet you think about me
     In your house
     With your organic shoes
     And your million-dollar couch.
     I bet you think about me
     When you say,
     “Oh, my God, she’s insane,
     She wrote a song about me.”
     I bet you think about me.