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Red 
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de Taylor Swift
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Loving him is like a new Maserati
a dead end street
than the wind, passionate as sin
Ending so suddenly
him is like trying to change your mind
Once you're already flying through the fall
Like the colors in so bright
Just before they lose it all
Losing him was blue, like I'd never know
Missing him was dark gray, all alone
Forgetting him was like
Trying to somebody you've never met
But loving him was red...
him was red...
Touching him was 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
with him was like trying to solve a crossword
And realizing there's no right answer
Regretting him was like
Wishing you found out
could be that strong
Losing him was blue, like I'd never know
him was dark gray, all alone
Forgetting him was like
Trying to somebody you never met
But loving him was red...
(Oh) red
Burning red...
Remembering him in flashbacks and echoes
myself it's time now 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 never know
Missing him was dark gray, all alone
him was like
Trying to know somebody you've met
'Cause loving him was red...
Yeah, yeah red
Burning red...
And that why he's around in my head
back to me in red
Yeah...
His love was like a new Maserati
a end street
a dead end street
than the wind, passionate as sin
Ending so suddenly
him is like trying to change your mind
Once you're already flying through the fall
Like the colors in so bright
Just before they lose it all
Losing him was blue, like I'd never know
Missing him was dark gray, all alone
Forgetting him was like
Trying to somebody you've never met
But loving him was red...
him was red...
Touching him was 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
with him was like trying to solve a crossword
And realizing there's no right answer
Regretting him was like
Wishing you found out
could be that strong
Losing him was blue, like I'd never know
him was dark gray, all alone
Forgetting him was like
Trying to somebody you never met
But loving him was red...
(Oh) red
Burning red...
Remembering him in flashbacks and echoes
myself it's time now 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 never know
Missing him was dark gray, all alone
him was like
Trying to know somebody you've met
'Cause loving him was red...
Yeah, yeah red
Burning red...
And that why he's around in my head
back to me in red
Yeah...
His love was like a new Maserati
a end street
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