Betty, I'm Obsessed
Grace Clements "Betty, I'm obsessed" - 1:24:21, 5.48 PM.mp3Betty, I'm Obsessed
by Grace Clements
Written by Taylor Swift and William Bowery (2020)
Lyrics
Verse 1Betty, I won't make assumptionsAbout why you switched your homeroomBut, I think it's 'cause of meBetty, one time I was riding on my skateboardWhen I passed your houseIt's like I couldn't breathePre-ChorusYou heard the rumors from InezYou can't believe a word she saysMost times, but this time, it was trueThe worst thing that I ever didWas what I did to you
ChorusBut if I just showed up at your partyWould you have me? Would you want me?Would you tell me to go fuck myselfOr lead me to the garden?In the garden, would you trust meIf I told you it was just a summer thing?I'm only 17, I don't know anythingBut I know I miss you
Verse 2Betty, I know where it all went wrongYour favorite song was playingFrom the far side of the gymI was nowhere to be foundI hate the crowds, you know thatPlus, I saw you dance with him
Pre-ChorusYou heard the rumors from InezYou can't believe a word she saysMost times, but this time, it was trueThe worst thing that I ever didWas what I did to you
ChorusBut if I just showed up at your partyWould you have me? Would you want me?Would you tell me to go fuck myselfOr lead me to the garden?In the garden, would you trust meIf I told you it was just a summer thing?I'm only 17, I don't know anythingBut I know I miss you
BridgeI was walking home on broken cobblestonesJust thinking of youWhen she pulled upLike a figment of my worst intentionsShe said, "James, get in, let's drive"Those days turned into nightsSlept next to her, butI dreamt of you all summer long
Verse 3Betty, I'm here on your doorstepAnd I planned it out for weeks nowBut it's finally sinking inBetty, right now is the last timeI can dream about what happensWhen you see my face againThe only thing I wanna doIs make it up to you
Pre ChorusSo, I showed up at your partyYeah, I showed up at your partyYeah, I showed up at your partyWill you have me? Will you love me?Will you kiss me on the porch in front of all your stupid friends?If you kiss me, will it be just like I dreamed it?Will it patch your broken wings?I'm only 17, I don't know anythingBut I know I miss you
OutroStanding in your cardiganKissing in my car againStopped at a streetlightYou know I miss you
Inspiration: As a music therapist and self-deemed creative person, I am often thinking about, you guessed it, creativity. I was recently talking with a friend about, “When did we learn art had to be 'good' to share with others? Was it the development of our ego? Was it that one music teacher who wanted everyone to sound exactly the same? Was it our parents?”
This idea also keeps us from creating because we are worried (I AM AT LEAST!) that it won’t be good enough. If it’s not good enough then??? Then??? We just die of embarrassment, I guess.
Whoever it was, this idea has seeped into my brain like… like the new Taylor Swift album?
The idea of Wild Greens has been so refreshing and has encouraged me to share more of myself. In thinking about “obsession,” I realized I kind of missed being obsessive about music. I remember spending hours in the practice room figuring out transcriptions of drum solos, and it felt like taking a bath in someone else’s creativity. So I enjoyed spending more time than usual learning this song, becoming obsessed with it, starting to hate it, and then liking it again. So from obsession. I move to acceptance of whatever this sounds like.
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Featured in our February 2021 issue, "Obsession"