Red x Maroon Варшава

Red x Maroon в Варшаве, Польша Loving him is like driving a new Maserati down a dead end street Faster than the wind, passionate as sin, ended(?) so suddenly Loving him is like trying to change your mind once you’re already flying through the free fall Like the colors in autumn so bright just before they lose it all 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 never met Cause* loving him was red, red, red Loving him was red, red When the morning came we were cleaning incense off your vinyl shelf Cause we lost track of time again Laughing with my feet in your lap Like you were my closest friend How’d we end up on the floor anyway? You say Your roommate’s cheap-ass screw-top rosé, that’s how I see you every day now And I chose you The one I was dancing with In New York, no shoes Looked up at the sky and it was The burgundy on my T-shirt when you splashed your wine into me And how the blood rushed into my cheeks, so scarlet, it was The mark you saw on my collarbone, the rust that grew between telephones The lips I used to call home, so scarlet, it was maroon Cause loving him was red Remembering him comes in flashbacks and echoes Tell myself it’s time now gotta let go But moving on from him is impossible I still see it all in my head... And I wake with your memory over me That’s a real fucking legacy, legacy And I wake with your memory over me That’s a real fucking legacy, to leave The burgundy on my T-shirt when you splashed your wine into me And how the blood rushed into my cheeks, so scarlet, it was The mark you saw on my collarbone, the rust that grew between telephones The lips I used to call home, so scarlet it was The burgundy on my T-shirt when you splashed your wine into me And how the blood rushed into my cheeks, so scarlet, it was The mark you saw on my collarbone, the rust that grew between telephones The lips I used to call home, so scarlet Blue, like I’d never known Missing him was dark gray, all alone Forgetting him was like trying to know Somebody you never met Cause loving him was red, red, red Loving him was red, red So scarlet it was maroon Потому что любить его было красным* - обычно поет “но любить его было красным“ / “but loving him was red“ #TaylorSwift #тейлорсвифт #ПесниСюрпризы