So long, LondonSo long, LondonSo long, LondonI saw in my mind fairy lights through the mistI kept calm and carried the weight of the riftPulled him in tighter each time he was drifting awayMy spine split from carrying us up the hillWet through my clothes, weary bones caught the chillI stopped trying to make him laugh, stopped trying to drill the safeThinking how much sad did you think I hadDid you think I had in me?Oh, the tragedySo long, LondonYou'll find someoneI didn't opt in to be your odd man outI founded the club she's heard great things aboutI left all I knew, you left me at the house by the HeathI stopped CPR, after all, it's no useThe spirit was gone, we would never come toAnd I'm pissed off you let me give you all that youth for freeFor so long, LondonStitches undoneTwo graves, one gunI'll find someoneAnd you say I abandoned the shipBut I was going down with itMy white-knuckle dying gripHolding tight to your quiet resentmentAnd my friends said it isn't right to be scaredEvery day of a love affairEvery breath feels like rarest airWhen you're not sure if he wants to be thereSo how much sad did you think I hadDid you think I had in me?How much tragedy?Just how low did you think I'd goBefore I'd self-implode?Before I'd have to go be free?You swore that you loved me, but where were the clues?I died on the altar waiting for the proofYou sacrificed us to the gods of your bluest daysAnd I'm just getting color back into my faceI'm just mad as hell 'cause I loved this place forSo long, LondonHad a good runA moment of warm sunBut I'm not the oneSo long, LondonStitches undoneTwo graves, one gunYou'll find someone
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Taylor Alison Swift (West Reading, Pensilvania, 13 de diciembre de 1989) es una cantautora estadounidense. Sus composiciones y sus reinvenciones artísticas la han convertido en un icono cultural del siglo XXI. Es la artista musical con mayores ingresos por…
