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