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Red 
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by Taylor Swift
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him is like driving a new Maserati
a end street
Faster the wind, as sin
Ending so suddenly
Loving him is like trying to your mind
Once you're already 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
Missing him was dark gray, all alone
Forgetting him was like
Trying to you've met
But loving him was red...
Loving him was red...
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 song
Fighting with him was like to a crossword
And realizing there's no right answer
Regretting him was like
Wishing you never out
That love could be that strong
Losing him was blue, like I'd never know
him was dark gray, all alone
Forgetting him was like
to know somebody you met
But loving him was red...
(Oh) red
Burning red...
Remembering him comes in flashbacks and echoes
myself it's time now let go
But moving on him is impossible
I 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
Forgetting him was like
Trying to somebody you've never met
'Cause loving him was red...
Yeah, yeah red
Burning red...
And that why he's in my head
Comes back to me in burning red
Yeah...
His was like driving a new Maserati
a dead end street
a end street
Faster the wind, as sin
Ending so suddenly
Loving him is like trying to your mind
Once you're already 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
Missing him was dark gray, all alone
Forgetting him was like
Trying to you've met
But loving him was red...
Loving him was red...
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 song
Fighting with him was like to a crossword
And realizing there's no right answer
Regretting him was like
Wishing you never out
That love could be that strong
Losing him was blue, like I'd never know
him was dark gray, all alone
Forgetting him was like
to know somebody you met
But loving him was red...
(Oh) red
Burning red...
Remembering him comes in flashbacks and echoes
myself it's time now let go
But moving on him is impossible
I 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
Forgetting him was like
Trying to somebody you've never met
'Cause loving him was red...
Yeah, yeah red
Burning red...
And that why he's in my head
Comes back to me in burning red
Yeah...
His was like driving a new Maserati
a dead end street
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