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Erza POV:
As soon as Taylor and I went home, she grabbed her notebook and started to write down lyrics and me I sat on Taylor's bed and looked on Twitter. A few hours later Taylor sat on the bed with her guitar in her hand. "I'm guessing you wrote another song." I asked her. Taylor nodded her head. "Do you want to hear it." Taylor asked. "Yeah. What is it called." I said. "It's called our song." Taylor said. "Okay play it Tay." I said. Taylor grabbed her guitar and started to play the song.

I was ridin' shotgun with my hair undone
In the front seat of his car
He's got a one-hand feel on the steering wheel
The other on my heart
I look around, turn the radio down
He says, "Baby, is something wrong?"
I say, "Nothing, I was just thinkin' how we don't have a song"
And he says

Our song is the slamming screen door
Sneakin' out late, tapping on your window
When we're on the phone, and you talk real slow
'Cause it's late, and your mama don't know
Our song is the way you laugh
The first date, "Man, I didn't kiss her, and I should have"
And when I got home, 'fore I said, "Amen"
Asking God if he could play it again

I was walkin' up the front porch steps after everything that day
Had gone all wrong and been trampled on
And lost and thrown away
Got to the hallway, well on my way to my lovin' bed
I almost didn't notice all the roses
And the note that said

Our song is the slamming screen door
Sneakin' out late, tapping on your window
When we're on the phone, and you talk real slow
'Cause it's late, and your mama don't know
Our song is the way you laugh
The first date, "Man, I didn't kiss her and I should have"
And when I got home, 'fore I said, "Amen"
Asking God if he could play it again

I've heard every album, listened to the radio
Waited for something to come along
That was as good as our song

'Cause our song is the slamming screen door
Sneakin' out late, tapping on his window
When we're on the phone, and he talks real slow
'Cause it's late, and his mama don't know
Our song is the way he laughs
The first date, "Man, I didn't kiss him, and I should have"
And when I got home, 'fore I said, "Amen"
Askin' God if he could play it again, play it again

Oh, yeah
Oh, oh yeah

I was ridin' shotgun with my hair undone
In the front seat of his car
I grabbed a pen and an old napkin
And I wrote down our song

Taylor put her guitar down and looked for my approval. "That's a good one Tay." I said. "Thank you. I got one more single then I'm done with the first album." Taylor said. "Okay then." I said. Fuck I might just have a huge crush on Taylor and yet I don't even know if she knows it.
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Ok so I love this story so far and it's starting to come together. Thank you for reading and hope you enjoy this as much as I do.

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