Taylor Swift – Maroon

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   When the morning came we, were cleaning incense off
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 your, vinyl shelf ‘cause we lost track of time
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again, laughing with my feet in your lap, like you were my closest friend
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  “How’d we end up on the floor anyway?”, you say
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  “Your roommate’s cheap-ass screw top rosé, that’s how”
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   I see you every day now

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And I chose you, the one I was dancing with in
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New York, no shoes, looked up at the sky and it was
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The burgundy on my t-shirt when you splashed your wine into
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me and how the blood rushed into my cheeks, so scarlet it was
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The mark they saw on my collarbone the rust that grew
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between telephones the lips I used to call home, so scarlet, it was

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maroon

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   When the silence came we, were shaking blind and hazy, how the hell did we lose sight of us
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again? Sobbing with your head in your hands, ain’t that the way shit always ends 
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   You were standing hollow-eyed in the hallway,  carnations you had thought were roses
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That’s us, I feel you no matter what, the rubies that I gave up

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And I lost you, the one I was dancing with in
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New York, no shoes, looked up at the sky and it was (maroon)
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The burgundy on my t-shirt when you splashed your wine into
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me and how the blood rushed into my cheeks, so scarlet it was (maroon)
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The mark they saw on my collarbone the rust that grew
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between telephones the lips I used to call home, so scarlet, it was maroon

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And I wake with your memory over me, that’s a real fuckin’ legacy, legacy
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And I wake with your memory over me, that’s a real fuckin’ legacy, to leave

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The burgundy on my t-shirt when you splashed your wine into
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me and how the blood rushed into my cheeks, so scarlet it was (maroon)
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The mark they saw on my collarbone the rust that grew
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between telephones the lips I used to call home, so scarlet it was

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maroon,                   it was
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maroon,                   it was maroon