Tác giả: Taylor Swift & Aaron Dessner
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Taylor Swi
Please picture me in the trees. I hit my peak at seven. Feet in the swing over the creek. I was too scared to jump in. But I, I was high in the sky. With Pennsylvania under me. Are there still beautiful.
Tác giả: Max Martin & Taylor Swift & OZGO; Shellback;
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Taylor Swi
See you in the dark. All eyes on you, my magician. All eyes on us. You make everyone disappear, and. Cut me into pieces. Gold cage, hostage to my feelings. Back against the wall. Trippin', trip-trippin' when.
Tác giả: Taylor Swift
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Taylor Swi
The way you move is like a full-on rainstorm. And I'm a house of cards. You're the kind of reckless. That should send me runnin'. But I kinda know that I won't get far. And you stood there in front of me. Just close enough.
Tác giả: Taylor Swift
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Taylor Swi
I am not the kind of girl. Who should be rudely barging in on a white veil occasion. But you are not the kind of boy. Who should be marrying the wrong girl. I sneak in and see your friends. And her snotty little family all.
Tác giả: Taylor Swift
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Taylor Swi
1. Corey's eyes are like a jungle. He smiles, it's like the radio. He whispers songs into my window. In words that nobody knows. There's pretty girls on every corner. That watch him as he's walking home. Saying, does he.
Tác giả: Taylor Swift & Aaron Dessner
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Taylor Swi
I'm doing good, I'm on some new shit. Been saying "yes" instead of "no". I thought I saw you at the bus stop, I didn't though. I hit the ground running each night. I hit the Sunday matinée. You know the greatest films of all.
Tác giả: Taylor Swift & Jack Antonoff
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Taylor Swi
Combat, I'm ready for combat. I say I don't want that, but what if I do? 'Cause cruelty wins in the movies. I've got a hundred thrown-out speeches I almost said to you. Easy they come, easy they.
Tác giả: Taylor Swift & Aaron Dessner
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Taylor Swi
Rebekah rode up on the afternoon train, it was sunny. Her saltbox house on the coast took her mind off St. Louis. Bill was the heir to the Standard Oil name and money. And the town said, "How did a middle-class divorcée do.