Taylor Swift

I blew things out of proportion, now you’re bluePut you in jail for something you didn’t doI pinned your hands behind your back, ohThought I had reason to attack, but no Fighting with a true ادامه مطلب

[Verse 1]It feels like a perfect nightTo dress up like hipstersAnd make fun of our exesUh-uh, uh-uhIt feels like a perfect nightFor breakfast at midnightTo fall in love with strangersUh-uh, uh-uh [Pre-Chorus]YeahWe’re happy, free, confused ادامه مطلب

Salt air, and the rust on your doorI never needed anything moreWhispers of “Are you sure?”“Never have I ever before” But I can see us lost in the memoryAugust slipped away into a moment in ادامه مطلب

Been sitting eyes wide open behind these four walls, hoping you’d callIt’s just a cruel existence like there’s no point hoping at allBaby, baby, I feel crazy, up all night, all night and every dayGive ادامه مطلب

[Verse 1]I know I’m probably better off on my ownThan lovin’ a man who didn’t know what he had when he had itAnd I see the permanent damage you did to meNever again, I just ادامه مطلب

Betty, I won’t make assumptionsAbout why you switched your homeroomBut I think it’s ’cause of meBetty, one time, I was ridin’ on my skateboardWhen I passed your houseIt’s like I couldn’t breathe You heard the ادامه مطلب

Wise men once said“Wild winds are death to the candle”A rose by any other name is a scandalCautions issued, he stoodShooting the messengersThey tried to warn him about her Cross your thoughtless heartOnly liquor anoints ادامه مطلب

You left your typewriter at my apartmentStraight from the tortured poets department.I think some things I never sayLike, “Who uses typewriters anyway?” But you’re in self-sabotage modeThrowing spikes down on the road,But I’ve seen this ادامه مطلب

Oh, here we go againThe voices in his headCalled the rain to end our days of wildThe sickest army dollPurchased at the mallRivulets descend my plastic smile But you should’ve seen him when he first ادامه مطلب

I was supposed to be sent awayBut they forgot to come and get meI was a functioning alcoholic‘Til nobody noticed my new aestheticAll of this to say, I hope you’re okayBut you’re the reasonAnd no ادامه مطلب