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Our song

When we're on the phone, and you talk real slow
'Cause it's late, and your mama don't know

Our song is the way you laugh
The first date, "Man, I didn't kiss her, and I should have"


Love story

I got tired of waiting
Wonderin' if you were ever comin' around
My faith in you was fading 

When I met you on the outskirts of town, and I said

Romeo, save me, I've been feeling so alone


You belong with me

I'm in the room, it's a typical Tuesday night
I'm listening to the kind of music she doesn't like

And she'll never know your story like I do

But she wears short skirts



This is me praying that
This was the very first page

Not where the story line ends
My thoughts will echo your name, until I see you again


I knew you were trouble

And I realize
The blame is on me

'Cause I knew you were trouble when you walked in
So shame on me now


We are never ever getting back together

Saying, "This is it, I've had enough," 'cause like
We hadn't seen each other in a month

When you said you needed space (What?)
Then you come around again and say


This place is too crowded
Too many cool kids

Ah ah, ah ah ("Who's Taylor Swift anyway? Ew")

It seems like one of those nights


Welcome to New York

Everybody here wanted somethin' more

Searchin' for a sound we hadn't heard before

And it said 

Welcome to New York, it's been waitin' for you
Welcome to New York, welcome to New York


Blank space

Cherry lips, crystal skies
I could show you incredible things

Stolen kisses, pretty lies
You're the King, baby, I'm your Queen



And I got that red lip classic thing that you like
And when we go crashing down, we come back every time

'Cause we never go out of style, we never go out of style
You got that long hair, slicked back, white T-shirt


Out of the woods

Are we out of the woods yet?
Are we out of the woods yet?
Are we out of the woods yet?

Are we out of the woods?

Are we in the clear yet?


all you had to do was stay

Now that it's just too late
Well, it could've been easy

All you had to do was (stay)

All you had to do was (stay)


Shake it of

I, I, I shake it off, I shake it off
I, I, I shake it off, shake it off

I, I, I shake it off, I shake it off
I, I, I shake it off, shake it off


Bad blood

Oh, it's so sad to think about the good times
You and I

'Cause baby, now we got bad blood
You know it used to be mad love


Wildest Dreams 

Red lips and rosy cheeks
Say you'll see me again

Even if it's just in your wildest dreams, ah-ah, ha
Wildest dreams, ah-ah, ha


Ready for it

I see nothing better, I keep him forever
Like a vendetta-ta

I-I-I see how this is gon' go
Touch me and you'll never be alone


Don't blame me

Don't blame me, love made me crazy
If it doesn't, you ain't doin' it right

Lord, save me, my drug is my baby
I'll be usin' for the rest of my life



Is it cool that I said all that?
Is it chill that you're in my head?

'Cause I know that it's delicate (Delicate)

Is it cool that I said all that?


Look what you made me do

Isn't cool, no, I don't like you (oh!)

But I got smarter, I got harder in the nick of time

Honey, I rose up from the dead, I do it all the time
I got a list of names, and yours is in red, underlined


This is why we can't have nice things

So why'd you have to rain on my parade?
I'm shaking my head, I'm locking the gates

This is why we can't have nice things, darling
Because you break them, I had to take them away


Cruel summer

It's a cruel summer
It's cool, that's what I tell 'em

No rules in breakable heaven
But ooh, whoa oh


Paper rings

Three times 'cause I've waited my whole life
(One, two, one, two, three, four)

I like shiny things, but I'd marry you with paper rings
Uh huh, that's right


You need to calm down

And I'm just like oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh (oh)
You need to just stop

Like, can you just not step on my gown?
You need to calm down



Hey, kids!
Spelling is fun!
Girl, there ain't no I in "team"
But you know there is a "me"

Strike the band up, one, two, three
I promise that you'll never find another like me


Miss Americana & the Heartbreak Prince 

The whole school is rolling fake dice
You play stupid games, you win stupid prizes

It's you and me, there's nothing like this
Miss Americana and The Heartbreak Prince (okay)