[00:00.000] 作词 : Taylor Swift/Jack Antonoff
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Taylor Swift/Jack Antonoff
[00:09.481]When the morning came we
[00:11.413]Were cleaning incense off your
[00:14.778]vinyl shelf 'cause we lost track of time again
[00:18.477]Laughing with my feet in your lap
[00:21.976]Like you were my closest friend
[00:27.184]"How'd we end up on the floor anyway?"
[00:30.423]You say,"Your roommate's cheap-ass screw top Rosé, that's how."
[00:36.858]I see you every day now
[00:42.096]
[00:43.894]And I chose you
[00:48.337]The one I was dancing with in New York
[00:55.084]No shoes, looked up
[00:59.285]At the sky and it was
[01:01.798]
[01:02.022]The burgundy on my t-shirt when you splashed your wine into me
[01:05.859]And how the blood rushed into my cheeks, so scarlet it was
[01:10.973]The mark they saw on my collarbone, the rust that grew between telephones
[01:15.354]The lips I used to call home. So scarlet, it was maroon
[01:20.753]
[01:29.410]When the silence came we
[01:31.332]Were shaking blind and hazy
[01:34.045]How the hell did we lose sight of us again?
[01:38.201]Sobbing with your head in your hands
[01:42.116]Ain't that the way shit always ends
[01:47.115]You were standing hollow-eyed in the hallway
[01:51.458]Carnations you had thought were roses，that's us
[01:57.042]I feel you no matter what, the rubies that I gave up
[02:03.732]
[02:03.913]And I lost you
[02:08.278]The one I was dancing with in New York
[02:14.902]No shoes, looked up
[02:19.002]At the sky and it was(maroon)
[02:22.086]
[02:22.260]The burgundy on my t-shirt when you splashed your wine into me
[02:25.780]And how the blood rushed into my cheeks, so scarlet it was(maroon)
[02:30.885]The mark they saw on my collarbone, the rust that grew between telephones
[02:35.390]The lips I used to call home. So scarlet, it was maroon
[02:39.475]
[02:39.664]And I wake with your memory over me
[02:43.977]That's a real ****ing legacy,legacy
[02:48.165]And I wake with your memory over me
[02:52.699]That's a real ****ing legacy to leave
[02:57.418]
[02:57.568]The burgundy on my t-shirt when you splashed your wine into me
[03:01.386]And how the blood rushed into my cheeks, so scarlet it was(maroon)
[03:06.531]The mark they saw on my collarbone, the rust that grew between telephones
[03:11.035]The lips I used to call home. So scarlet, it was maroon
[03:16.175]
[03:22.482]It was maroon
[03:31.169]It was maroon

作词 : Taylor Swift/Jack Antonoff
作曲 : Taylor Swift/Jack Antonoff
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 they saw on my collarbone, the rust that grew between telephones
The lips I used to call home. So scarlet, it was maroon
When the silence came we
Were shaking blind and hazy
How the hell did we lose sight of us again?
Sobbing with your head in your hands
Ain't that the way shit always ends
You were standing hollow-eyed in the hallway
Carnations you had thought were roses，that's us
I feel you no matter what, the rubies that I gave up
And I lost you
The one I was dancing with in New York
No shoes, looked up
At the sky and it was(maroon)
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(maroon)
The mark they saw on my collarbone, the rust that grew between telephones
The lips I used to call home. So scarlet, it was maroon
And I wake with your memory over me
That's a real ****ing legacy,legacy
And I wake with your memory over me
That's a real ****ing 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(maroon)
The mark they saw on my collarbone, the rust that grew between telephones
The lips I used to call home. So scarlet, it was maroon
It was maroon
It was maroon