[00:00.000] 作词 : Taylor Swift/Jack Antonoff
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Taylor Swift/Jack Antonoff
[00:05.362] The smoke cloud billows out his mouth
[00:08.541] Like a freight train through a small town
[00:14.372] The jokes that he told across the bar
[00:17.461] Were revolting and far too loud
[00:23.017] They shake their heads, saying, "God help her" when I
[00:27.483] Tell 'em he's my man
[00:30.903] But your good Lord doesn't need to lift a finger
[00:35.454] I can fix him, no really I can
[00:41.276] And only I can
[00:45.787] The dopamine races through his brain
[00:48.840] On a six-lane Texas highway
[00:54.709] His hand, so calloused from his pistol
[00:57.769] Softly traces hearts on my face
[01:03.184] And I could see it from a mile away
[01:06.586] A perfect case for my certain skillset
[01:12.115] He had a halo of the highest grade
[01:16.025] He just hadn't met me yet
[01:21.360] They shake their heads, saying, "God help her" when I
[01:25.835] Tell 'em he's my man
[01:29.261] But your good Lord doesn't need to lift a finger
[01:33.734] I can fix him, no really I can
[01:39.562] And only I can
[01:43.236] Good boy, that's right
[01:47.662] Come close, I'll show you heaven
[01:51.143] If you'll be an angel all night
[01:56.089] Trust me, I can handle me a dangerous man
[02:04.243] No really I can
[02:10.708] They shook their heads, saying, "God help her" when I
[02:15.132] Told 'em he's my man
[02:18.565] But your good Lord didn't need to lift a finger
[02:23.106] I can fix him, no really I can
[02:28.658] Whoa, maybe I can't
作词 : Taylor Swift/Jack Antonoff
作曲 : Taylor Swift/Jack Antonoff
The smoke cloud billows out his mouth
Like a freight train through a small town
The jokes that he told across the bar
Were revolting and far too loud
They shake their heads, saying, "God help her" when I
Tell 'em he's my man
But your good Lord doesn't need to lift a finger
I can fix him, no really I can
And only I can
The dopamine races through his brain
On a six-lane Texas highway
His hand, so calloused from his pistol
Softly traces hearts on my face
And I could see it from a mile away
A perfect case for my certain skillset
He had a halo of the highest grade
He just hadn't met me yet
They shake their heads, saying, "God help her" when I
Tell 'em he's my man
But your good Lord doesn't need to lift a finger
I can fix him, no really I can
And only I can
Good boy, that's right
Come close, I'll show you heaven
If you'll be an angel all night
Trust me, I can handle me a dangerous man
No really I can
They shook their heads, saying, "God help her" when I
Told 'em he's my man
But your good Lord didn't need to lift a finger
I can fix him, no really I can
Whoa, maybe I can't