You're On Your Own, Kid | Tayvis x Sabrina

two | 𝗙𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗟𝗘𝗦𝗦 (𝗧𝗮𝘆𝗹𝗼𝗿'𝘀 𝗩𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻)

Now — golden sparks rain down the screen behind the main stage. Gold letters fade up through the sparks "𝗙𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗟𝗘𝗦𝗦". A few dancers stand on the stage and catwalk, silhouetted by the sunny interior of the yellow room on the screen

A door opens on the screen and Taylor skips out, wearing a fringe gold mini dress. As she strums with a bejeweled acoustic guitar, she and an electric guitar player sway side to side. She gives him a wide smile as she continues down the catwalk

On the floor of the stage, the image of a guitar slides up the catwalk. Taylor approaches a microphone on a stand

There's something about the way
The street looks when it's just rained
There's a glow off the pavement
You walk me to the car
And you know I wanna ask you to dance right there
In the middle of the parking lot
Yeah

Wearing gold boots, she stomps her feet as she twirls. The guitar on the floor of the diamond stage sparkles like the one in her hands

We're drivin' down the road
I wonder if you know
I'm trying so hard not to get caught up now
But you're just so cool
Run your hands through your hair
Absentmindedly makin' me want you

And I don't know how it gets better than this
You take my hand and drag me headfirst, fearless
And I don't know why but with you I'd dance
In a storm, in my best dress
Fearless

Taylor steps to the edge of the catwalk and leans down toward the crowd while she strums her guitar. The light catches on through number 13 on the guitar's body

Well, you stood them with me in the doorway
My hands shake
I'm not usually this way
But you pull me in and I'm a little more brave
It's the first kiss
It's flawless
Really somethin'
It's fearless

Taylor lifts her arms overhead and makes a heart with her hands

Oh, oh, oh, yeah
And I don't know how it gets better than this
You take my hand and drag me headfirst, fearless
And I don't know why but with you I'd dance
In a storm in my best dress
Fearless
Oh, oh
Oh, oh, yeah

She gives her guitar a strum then lifts it up high. The crowd cheers, gold lights glowing on their wrists

Taylor throws her pick in the audience, without her guitar, she holds a mic "All right, Singapore, are you ready to go back to high school with me?" She struts down the catwalk, her musicians and singers follow

You're on the phone with your girlfriend
She's upset
She's going off about something that you said
She doesn't get your humor like I do
I'm in my room
It's a typical Tuesday night
I'm listening to the mind of music she doesn't like
And she'll never know your story like I do

But she wears wears short skirts
I wear T-shirts
She's cheer captain and I'm on the bleachers
Dreaming about the day when you wake up and find
That what you're looking for has been here the whole time

If you could see that I'm the one
Who understands you
Been here all along
So, why can't you see?
You belong with me
You belong with me

Taylor and her bass player walk side by side

Walk in the street with you in your worn-out jeans
I can't help thinking this is how it ought to be
Laughing on a park bench thinking to myself
Hey, isn't this easy?
And you've got a smile that can light up this whole town
I haven't seen it in a while since she brought you down
You say you're fine
I know you better than that
Hey, what you doing with a girl like that?