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Red (Live) 
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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
so suddenly
Loving him is like trying to change mind
you're flying through the free fall
the colors in autumn so bright
Just before they lose it all
Losing him was blue, like I’d known
Missing him was dark gray, all alone
him was like
Trying to somebody you've never met
But loving him was red
Loving him was red
Touching him was like realizing all you ever wanted
Was right in front of you
him was as easy as knowing all the words
To your old song
Fighting with him was like trying to solve a crossword
And realizing there's no right answer
Regretting him was like
Wishing you never found out
That love could be that strong
Losing him was blue, I’d known
Missing him was gray, all alone
Forgetting him was like
Trying to know somebody you met
But loving him was red
(Oh) red
Burning red
Remembering him comes in flashbacks and echoes
Tell myself it's now let go
But moving on him is impossible
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 dark gray, all alone
Forgetting him was like
Trying to know somebody you've met
'Cause him was red
Yeah yeah red
Burning red
And that’s why he’s spinning in my head
Comes back to me in red
Yeah...
His was like driving a new Maserati
Down a end street
Down a dead end street
than the wind, passionate as sin
so suddenly
Loving him is like trying to change mind
you're flying through the free fall
the colors in autumn so bright
Just before they lose it all
Losing him was blue, like I’d known
Missing him was dark gray, all alone
him was like
Trying to somebody you've never met
But loving him was red
Loving him was red
Touching him was like realizing all you ever wanted
Was right in front of you
him was as easy as knowing all the words
To your old song
Fighting with him was like trying to solve a crossword
And realizing there's no right answer
Regretting him was like
Wishing you never found out
That love could be that strong
Losing him was blue, I’d known
Missing him was gray, all alone
Forgetting him was like
Trying to know somebody you met
But loving him was red
(Oh) red
Burning red
Remembering him comes in flashbacks and echoes
Tell myself it's now let go
But moving on him is impossible
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 dark gray, all alone
Forgetting him was like
Trying to know somebody you've met
'Cause him was red
Yeah yeah red
Burning red
And that’s why he’s spinning in my head
Comes back to me in red
Yeah...
His was like driving a new Maserati
Down a end street
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