Blank Space
Taylor Swift, 1989
Producers: Max Martin, Shellback
Label: Big Machine
I could show you incredible
Magic, madness, heaven – sent
Saw you there and I thought
You look like a friend to make
I can read you like a maga
Ain’t it funny? Eagles fly
And I know you heard about me
I’m wishing to see how this one ends
Or it’s gonna go down in flames
If the time was worth the pain
They’ll tell you I’m the same
And you love the game
We’ll walk this way too far
Or with a nasty scar
They’ll tell you I’m the same
And I’ll write your name
I could show you incredible
Stolen kisses, pretty wise
You’re the king, baby, I’m your
Find out what you want
Be your friend, every month
oh no
I can make all the tables
Rose garden filled with thorns
Keep you second guessing like
“
I ride in a limousine
But
‘Cause, darling, I’m a nightmare
Or it’s gonna go down in flames
If the joy was worth the pain
They’ll tell you I’m the same
And you love the game
We’ll walk this way too far
Or with a nasty scar
They’ll tell you I’m the same
And I’ll write your name
Or it’s gonna go down in flames
If the time was worth the pain
They’ll tell you I’m the same
And you love the game
We’ll walk this way too far
Or with a nasty scar
They’ll tell you I’m just tame
And I’ll write your name