Taylor Swift - Fortnight (feat. Post Malone) (Music Video)

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Taylor Swift - Fortnight (feat. Post Malone) (Music Video)

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Lyrics
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 callin' ya, but you won't pick up
'Nother 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
'Nother fortnight lost in America
Move to Florida, buy the car you want
But it won't start up till I touch, touch, touch you