Taylor Swift
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He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar / The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star
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As far as I'm concerned you're just another picture to burn
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Our song is the slamming screen door / Sneakin' out late, tapping on your window
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When you think Tim McGraw, I hope you think of me
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You should've said no, you should've gone home, you should've thought twice 'fore you let it all go
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Fearless
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You'll be the prince and I'll be the princess / It's a love story baby just say yes
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'Cause when you're fifteen and somebody tells you they love you, you're gonna believe them
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If you could see that I'm the one who understands you / Been here all along so why can't you see? / You belong with me
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And I don't know how it gets better than this / You take my hand and drag me head first, fearless
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Now it's too late for you and your white horse to come around
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Speak Now
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So this is me swallowing my pride, standing in front of you saying I'm sorry for that night / And I go back to December all the time
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Some day I'll be living in a big old city / And all you're ever gonna be is mean / Why you gotta be so mean?
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Dear John, I see it all now that you're gone / Don't you think I was too young to be messed with?
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All I can say is I was enchanted to meet you
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You are the best thing that's even been mine
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Red
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I knew you were trouble when you walked in / So shame on me now
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Wind in my hair, I was there, I remember it all too well
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I don't know about you, but I'm feelin' 22
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On a Wednesday, in a café / I watched it begin again
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And darling it was good / Never looking down / And right there where we stood / Was holy ground
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1989
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Red lips and rosy cheeks / Say you'll see me again even if it's just in your wildest dreams ahh ahhh
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Got a long list of ex-lovers / They'll tell you I'm insane / But I've got a blank space baby / And I'll write your name
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And when we go crashing down we come back every time / We never go out of style, we never go out of style
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This love is good, this love is bad, this love is alive back from the dead
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And by morning, gone was any trace of you / I think I am finally clean
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