Maroon

Album: Midnights (2022)
Charted: 3
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  • 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 dancin' 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

    When the silence came, we were shaking blind and hazy
    How the hell did we lose sight of us again?
    Sobbin' with your head in your hands
    Ain't that the way it always ends?
    You were standin' 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 dancin' 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 you 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 lasting legacy, legacy (it was maroon)
    And I wake with your memory over me
    That's a real lasting 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 you 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 Writer/s: Jack Michael Antonoff, Taylor Alison Swift
    Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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