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3am and I’m still awake I 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
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
Mr. 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
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
Letra de I Bet You Think About Me
3am and I’m still awake I 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
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
Mr. 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
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