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Red 
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by Taylor Swift
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Loving him is like driving a new Maserati
Down a dead end street
Faster than the wind, as sin
Ending so suddenly
Loving him is like trying to change your mind
Once you're already flying the fall
Like the colors in so bright
Just before they it all
Losing him was blue, like I'd never know
Missing him was gray, all alone
Forgetting him was like
Trying to somebody you've never met
But loving him was red...
Loving him was red...
Touching him was realizing all you ever wanted
Was right in front of you
Memorizing him was as 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
you never found out
love could be that strong
Losing him was blue, I'd know
Missing him was dark gray, all alone
Forgetting him was like
Trying to somebody you met
But him was red...
(Oh) red
red...
Remembering him comes in flashbacks and echoes
Tell 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 know
him was gray, all alone
him was like
Trying to know somebody you've met
'Cause him was red...
Yeah, yeah red
Burning red...
And that why he's spinning around in my head
Comes back to me in burning red
Yeah...
His love was like driving a new Maserati
a dead end street
Down a dead end street
Faster than the wind, as sin
Ending so suddenly
Loving him is like trying to change your mind
Once you're already flying the fall
Like the colors in so bright
Just before they it all
Losing him was blue, like I'd never know
Missing him was gray, all alone
Forgetting him was like
Trying to somebody you've never met
But loving him was red...
Loving him was red...
Touching him was realizing all you ever wanted
Was right in front of you
Memorizing him was as 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
you never found out
love could be that strong
Losing him was blue, I'd know
Missing him was dark gray, all alone
Forgetting him was like
Trying to somebody you met
But him was red...
(Oh) red
red...
Remembering him comes in flashbacks and echoes
Tell 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 know
him was gray, all alone
him was like
Trying to know somebody you've met
'Cause him was red...
Yeah, yeah red
Burning red...
And that why he's spinning around in my head
Comes back to me in burning red
Yeah...
His love was like driving a new Maserati
a dead end street
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