Taylor Swift's 'The Tortured Poets Department' is here -- let's dive into the lyrics
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To the one who says I’m the girl of his American dreams/ And no matter what I’ve done, it wouldn’t matter anyway/ Ain’t no way I’m gonna screw up, now that I know what’s at stake here/ At the park where we used to sit on children’s swings/ Wearing imaginary rings/ But it’s gonna be alright, I did my time
'Florida!!!'
Yеs, I’m haunted, but I’m feeling just fine/ All my girls got their lace and their crimes/ And your cheating husband disappeared/ Well, no one asks any questions here
'Guilty as Sin?'
What if I roll the stone away?/ They’re gonna crucify me anyway/ What if the way you hold is actually what’s holy?/ If long suffering propriety is what they want from me/ They don’t know how you’ve haunted me so stunningly/ I choose you and me, religiously
'Who’s Afraid of Little Old Me?'
You caged me and then you called me crazy/ I am what I am ’cause you trained me/ So who’s afraid of me?/ Who’s afraid of little old me?
'I Can Fix Him (No Really I Can)'
I can fix him, no, really, I can/ Whoa, maybe I can’t
'loml'
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