tess

you’re on the phone with your boyfriend, he’s upset he’s going on about another reckless set he doesn’t get your tempo like i do i’m in my room, it’s a typical tuesday night i’m listening to the kind of music he doesn’t like and he’ll never know your story like i do

he plays setter, i play outside he rules the court, i’m taking things in my stride dreaming 'bout 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

passing the ball, a drill with just you and me i can’t help thinking this is how it ought to be laughing even when we miss, because without him we can take it so easy

and you’ve got a smile that could light up this whole gym i haven’t seen it in a while since you let him in you say it’s fine, i know you better than that what are you doing with a guy like that?

“just move faster, just jump higher” – something’s gotta give, we’re all so damn tired whatever’s hurting him, he’s putting it all on you we have to turn away, do what we gotta do

can’t you see that he’s the one that’s going crazy all that skill, yet he will never let us be be all that we could be on the court like he’s all by himself a ruthless king who puts us through hell baby you belong with me, you belong with me

oh i remember you training by yourself in the middle of the night i’m the one who pulls you back when you’re trying to jump too high i know your favourite food 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