Midnights (3am Edition) - Taylor Swift

2- Maroon

When the morning cameWe were cleaning incense off your vinyl shelf'Cause we lost track of time againLaughing with my feet in your lapLike you were my closest friendHow'd we end up on the floor, anyway?You say: Your roommate's cheap-ass screw-top rosé, that's howI see you every day nowAnd I chose youThe one I was dancing withIn New York, no shoesLooked up at the sky and it wasThe burgundy on my t-shirtWhen you splashed your wine into meAnd how the blood rushed into my cheeksSo scarlet, it wasThe mark they saw on my collarboneThe rust that grew between telephonesThe lips I used to call homeSo scarlet, it was maroonWhen the silence cameWe were shaking, blind and hazyHow the hell did we lose sight of us again?Sobbing with your head in your handsAin't that the way shit always ends?You were standing hollow-eyed in the hallwayCarnations you had thought were roses, that's usI feel you, no matter whatThe rubies that I gave upAnd I lost youThe one I was dancing withIn New York, no shoesLooked up at the sky and it was maroonThe burgundy on my t-shirtWhen you splashed your wine into meAnd how the blood rushed into my cheeksSo scarlet, it was (maroon)The mark they saw on my collarboneThe rust that grew between telephonesThe lips I used to call homeSo scarlet, it was (maroon)And I wake with your memory over meThat's a real fucking legacy, legacy (it was maroon)And I wake with your memory over meThat's a real fucking legacy to leaveThe burgundy on my t-shirtWhen you splashed your wine into meAnd how the blood rushed into my cheeksSo scarlet, it was maroonThe mark they saw on my collarboneThe rust that grew between telephonesThe lips I used to call homeSo scarlet, it was maroonIt was maroonIt was maroon

By: Taylor Swift / Jack Antonoff