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.
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 what are you doing with a girl like that.