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by Taylor Swift
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Loving him is like driving a new Maserati
Down a dead end street
than the wind, passionate as sin
Ending so suddenly
Loving him is like trying to your mind
you're already flying through the free fall
Like the colors in autumn so bright
before they lose it all
Losing him was blue, like I’d known
him was gray, all alone
him was like
Trying to know somebody you've never met
But loving him was red
him was red
Touching him was like realizing all you ever wanted
Was right there in front of you
him was as as knowing all the words
To old favorite song
Fighting with him was like trying to a crossword
And realizing there's no right answer
Regretting him was like
Wishing you never found out
That love could be strong
Losing him was blue, I’d never known
Missing him was dark gray, all alone
him was like
Trying to know somebody you never 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 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 never known
Missing him was dark gray, all alone
Forgetting him was like
Trying to you've never met
'Cause him was red
Yeah yeah red
red
And that’s why he’s spinning in my head
back 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 trying to your mind
you're already flying through the free fall
Like the colors in autumn so bright
before they lose it all
Losing him was blue, like I’d known
him was gray, all alone
him was like
Trying to know somebody you've never met
But loving him was red
him was red
Touching him was like realizing all you ever wanted
Was right there in front of you
him was as as knowing all the words
To old favorite song
Fighting with him was like trying to a crossword
And realizing there's no right answer
Regretting him was like
Wishing you never found out
That love could be strong
Losing him was blue, I’d never known
Missing him was dark gray, all alone
him was like
Trying to know somebody you never 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 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 never known
Missing him was dark gray, all alone
Forgetting him was like
Trying to you've never met
'Cause him was red
Yeah yeah red
red
And that’s why he’s spinning in my head
back to me in burning red
Yeah...
His love was like driving a new Maserati
Down a end street
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