Fortnight

Fortnight

歌手:Taylor SwiftPost Malone

所属专辑:THE TORTURED POETS DEPARTMENT

发行时间:2024-04-19

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[00:00.000] 作词 : Taylor Swift/Jack Antonoff/Austin Post

[00:01.000] 作曲 : Taylor Swift/Jack Antonoff/Austin Post

[00:03.326] I was supposed to be sent away, but they forgot to come and get me

[00:13.039] I was a functioning alcoholic till nobody noticed my new aesthetic

[00:24.005] All of this to say, I hope you're okay, but you're the reason

[00:33.696] And no one here's to blame, but what about your quiet treason?

[00:41.502]

[00:41.862] And for a fortnight there, we were forever

[00:46.578] Run into you sometimes, ask about the weather

[00:51.527] Now you're in my backyard, turned into good neighbors

[00:56.561] Your wife waters flowers

[00:59.250] I wanna kill her

[01:01.967]

[01:03.387] All my mornings are Mondays stuck in an endless February

[01:13.084] I took the miracle move-on drug, the effects were temporary

[01:21.319]

[01:21.830] And I love you, it's ruining my life

[01:27.081] I love you, it's ruining my life

[01:32.115] I touched you for only a fortnight

[01:37.078] I touched you

[01:39.271] But I touched you

[01:41.520]

[01:41.870] And for a fortnight there, we were forever

[01:46.586] Run into you sometimes, ask about the weather

[01:51.531] Now you're in my backyard, turned into good neighbors

[01:56.565] Your wife waters flowers

[01:59.286] I wanna kill her

[02:01.658]

[02:01.803] And for a fortnight there, we were together

[02:06.548] Run into you sometimes, comment on my sweater

[02:11.522] Now you're at the mailbox, turned into good neighbors

[02:16.530] My husband is cheating

[02:19.286] I wanna kill him

[02:21.584]

[02:22.153] I love you, it's ruining my life

[02:27.125] I love you, it's ruining my life

[02:32.109] I touched you for only a fortnight

[02:37.086] I touched you

[02:39.606] I touched you

[02:42.093]

[02:42.112] I love you, it's ruining my life

[02:47.093] I love you, it's ruining my life

[02:52.096] I touched you for only a fortnight

[02:57.132] I touched you

[02:59.597] I touched you

[03:01.535]

[03:01.730] Thought of calling ya, but you won't pick up

[03:06.757] Another fortnight lost in America

[03:11.797] Move to Florida, buy the car you want

[03:16.815] But it won't start up till you touch, touch, touch me

[03:21.686]

[03:21.762] Thought of calling ya, but you won't pick up

[03:26.780] Another fortnight lost in America

[03:31.780] Move to Florida, buy the car you want

[03:36.794] But it won't start up till I touch, touch, touch you

作词 : Taylor Swift/Jack Antonoff/Austin Post

作曲 : Taylor Swift/Jack Antonoff/Austin Post

I was supposed to be sent away, but they forgot to come and get me

I was a functioning alcoholic till nobody noticed my new aesthetic

All of this to say, I hope you're okay, but you're the reason

And no one here's to blame, but what about your quiet treason?


And for a fortnight there, we were forever

Run into you sometimes, ask about the weather

Now you're in my backyard, turned into good neighbors

Your wife waters flowers

I wanna kill her


All my mornings are Mondays stuck in an endless February

I took the miracle move-on drug, the effects were temporary


And I love you, it's ruining my life

I love you, it's ruining my life

I touched you for only a fortnight

I touched you

But I touched you


And for a fortnight there, we were forever

Run into you sometimes, ask about the weather

Now you're in my backyard, turned into good neighbors

Your wife waters flowers

I wanna kill her


And for a fortnight there, we were together

Run into you sometimes, comment on my sweater

Now you're at the mailbox, turned into good neighbors

My husband is cheating

I wanna kill him


I love you, it's ruining my life

I love you, it's ruining my life

I touched you for only a fortnight

I touched you

I touched you


I love you, it's ruining my life

I love you, it's ruining my life

I touched you for only a fortnight

I touched you

I touched you


Thought of calling ya, but you won't pick up

Another fortnight lost in America

Move to Florida, buy the car you want

But it won't start up till you touch, touch, touch me


Thought of calling ya, but you won't pick up

Another fortnight lost in America

Move to Florida, buy the car you want

But it won't start up till I touch, touch, touch you

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