thanK you aIMee

Album: The Tortured Poets Department (2024)
Charted: 23
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  • When I picture my hometown
    There's a bronze spray-tanned statue of you
    And a plaque underneath it
    That threatens to push me down the stairs at our school

    And it was always the same searing pain
    But I dreamed that one day, I could say

    All that time you were throwing punches
    I was building something
    And I can't forgive the way you made me feel
    Screamed, "F- you, Aimee" to the night sky
    As the blood was gushing
    But I can't forget the way you made me heal

    And it wasn't a fair fight, or a clean kill
    Each time that Aimee stomped across my grave
    And then she wrote headlines in the local paper
    Laughing at each baby step I'd take

    And it was always the same searing pain
    But I prayed that one day, I could say

    All that time you were throwing punches
    I was building something
    And I couldn't wait to show you it was real
    Screamed, "F- you, Aimee" to the night sky
    As the blood was gushing
    But I can't forget the way you made me heal
    Everyone knows that my mother is a saintly woman
    But she used to say she wished that you were dead
    I pushed each boulder up the hill
    Your words are still just ringing in my head, ringing in my head

    I wrote a thousand songs that you find uncool
    I built a legacy that you can't undo
    But when I count the scars, there's a moment of truth
    That there wouldn't be this if there hadn't been you

    And maybe you've reframed it
    And in your mind, you never beat my spirit black and blue
    I don't think you've changed much
    And so I changed your name and any real defining clues
    And one day, your kid comes home singing
    A song that only us two is gonna know is about you 'cause

    All that time you were throwing punches
    It was all for nothing
    And our town, it looks so small from way up here
    Screamed, "Thank you, Aimee" to the night sky
    And the stars are stunning
    'Cause I can't forget the way you made me heal
    Everyone knows that my mother is a saintly woman
    But she used to say she wished that you were dead
    So I pushed each boulder up that hill
    Your words were still just ringing in my head, ringing in my head

    Thank you, Aimee
    Thank you, Aimee Writer/s: Aaron Dessner, Taylor Swift
    Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
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