You're on the phone with your girlfriend, she's upset, she's going up about something that you said cause she doesn't get your humor like I do. I'm in the room, it's a typical Tuesday night, I'm listening to the kind of music she doesn't like cause she'll never know your story like I do. Well she wears short skirts, I wear a t-shirt, she's cheer captain and I'm on the bleachers Dreaming about the day, when you wake up and find what you're looking for Has been here the whole time, if you can see that I'm the one who understands you Been here all along, so why can't you see? E you belong with me Eee you belong with me

Come again, Jess bitch, you ate the fuck it up. Like literally ate it up. Good job.