Was any of it true?Gazing at me starry-eyedIn your Jehovah's Witness suitWho the hell was that guy?You tried to buy some pillsFrom a friend of friends of mineThey just ghosted youNow you know what it feels likeAnd I don't even want you back, I just want to knowIf rusting my sparkling summer was the goalAnd I don't miss what we had, but could someone giveA message to the smallest man who ever lived?You hung me on your wallStabbed me with your push pinsIn public, showed me offThen sank in stoned oblivion'Cause once your queen had comeYou'd treat her like an also-ranYou didn't measure upIn any measure of a manAnd I don't even want you back, I just want to knowIf rusting my sparkling summer was the goalAnd I don't miss what we had, but could someone giveA message to the smallest man who ever lived?Were you sent by someoneWho wanted me dead?Did you sleep with a gun underneath our bed?Were you writing a book?Were you a sleeper cell spy?In 50 years, will all this be declassified?And you'll confess why you did itAnd I'll say, "Good riddance"'Cause it wasn't sexy once it wasn't forbiddenI would've died for your sinsInstead, I just died insideAnd you deserve prison, but you won't get timeYou'll slide into inboxesAnd slip through the barsYou crashed my party and your rental carYou said normal girls were "boring"But you were gone by the morningYou kicked out the stage lightsBut you're still performingAnd in plain sight you hidBut you are what you didAnd I'll forget you but I'll never forgiveThe smallest man who ever lived
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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…
