I Bet You Think About Me (feat. Chris Stapleton) (Taylor’s Version) (From The Vault)

3 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 talkin' '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 livin' room dancin' 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 Thinkin'

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 sayin', "Why did you let her go?"

Does it make you feel sad

That the love that you're lookin' for

Is the love that you had?

Now you're out in the world, searchin' 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

Then, 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