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