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Red (Live) 
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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, passionate as sin
Ending so suddenly
Loving him is like to change your mind
Once you're already flying the fall
Like the colors in autumn so bright
Just before they lose it all
Losing him was blue, like I’d known
Missing him was gray, all alone
Forgetting him was like
Trying to you've never met
But him was red
him was red
Touching him was like realizing all you ever wanted
Was right in of you
Memorizing him was as as knowing all the words
To old favorite song
Fighting with him was trying 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 never known
him was dark gray, all alone
Forgetting him was like
Trying to you never met
But loving him was red
(Oh) red
red
Remembering him comes in flashbacks and echoes
myself it's time now gotta let go
But 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 known
Missing him was gray, all alone
Forgetting him was like
Trying to somebody you've never met
'Cause him was red
Yeah yeah red
Burning red
And that’s why spinning in my head
Comes back to me in burning red
Yeah...
His love was like driving a new Maserati
a end street
Down a dead end street
Faster than the wind, passionate as sin
Ending so suddenly
Loving him is like to change your mind
Once you're already flying the fall
Like the colors in autumn so bright
Just before they lose it all
Losing him was blue, like I’d known
Missing him was gray, all alone
Forgetting him was like
Trying to you've never met
But him was red
him was red
Touching him was like realizing all you ever wanted
Was right in of you
Memorizing him was as as knowing all the words
To old favorite song
Fighting with him was trying 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 never known
him was dark gray, all alone
Forgetting him was like
Trying to you never met
But loving him was red
(Oh) red
red
Remembering him comes in flashbacks and echoes
myself it's time now gotta let go
But 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 known
Missing him was gray, all alone
Forgetting him was like
Trying to somebody you've never met
'Cause him was red
Yeah yeah red
Burning red
And that’s why spinning in my head
Comes back to me in burning red
Yeah...
His love was like driving a new Maserati
a end street
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