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Red 
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de Taylor Swift
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Loving him is like driving a new Maserati
Down a end street
Faster the wind, passionate as sin
Ending so suddenly
Loving him is like trying to your mind
Once you're already flying through the free fall
Like the colors in autumn so bright
Just before they lose it all
Losing him was blue, like I'd never know
him was gray, all alone
Forgetting him was like
Trying to know somebody you've never met
But loving him was red...
Loving him was red...
Touching him was realizing all you ever wanted
Was right there in front of you
Memorizing him was as easy as all the words
To you old favorite song
Fighting with him was like trying to a crossword
And realizing there's no right answer
Regretting him was like
you never found out
be that strong
Losing him was blue, like I'd know
Missing him was dark gray, all alone
Forgetting him was like
Trying to know somebody you never met
But loving him was red...
(Oh) red
Burning red...
him comes in flashbacks and echoes
Tell myself it's time now gotta let go
But moving on from him is impossible
When I still see it all in my head
In burning red
Burning, it was red
(Oh) losing him was blue, like I'd know
Missing him was dark gray, all alone
Forgetting him was like
Trying to know you've never met
'Cause loving him was red...
Yeah, yeah red
Burning red...
And that why he's in my head
back to me in burning red
Yeah...
His was a new Maserati
Down a dead end street
Down a end street
Faster the wind, passionate as sin
Ending so suddenly
Loving him is like trying to your mind
Once you're already flying through the free fall
Like the colors in autumn so bright
Just before they lose it all
Losing him was blue, like I'd never know
him was gray, all alone
Forgetting him was like
Trying to know somebody you've never met
But loving him was red...
Loving him was red...
Touching him was realizing all you ever wanted
Was right there in front of you
Memorizing him was as easy as all the words
To you old favorite song
Fighting with him was like trying to a crossword
And realizing there's no right answer
Regretting him was like
you never found out
be that strong
Losing him was blue, like I'd know
Missing him was dark gray, all alone
Forgetting him was like
Trying to know somebody you never met
But loving him was red...
(Oh) red
Burning red...
him comes in flashbacks and echoes
Tell myself it's time now gotta let go
But moving on from him is impossible
When I still see it all in my head
In burning red
Burning, it was red
(Oh) losing him was blue, like I'd know
Missing him was dark gray, all alone
Forgetting him was like
Trying to know you've never met
'Cause loving him was red...
Yeah, yeah red
Burning red...
And that why he's in my head
back to me in burning red
Yeah...
His was a new Maserati
Down a dead end street
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