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Red 
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de Taylor Swift
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Loving him is like driving a new Maserati
Down a end street
than the wind, passionate as sin
Ending so suddenly
him is like trying to your mind
you're already through the free fall
Like the colors in so bright
Just before they it all
Losing him was blue, like I'd never know
him was gray, all alone
Forgetting him was like
Trying to know you've met
But loving him was red...
him was red...
Touching him was like realizing all you ever wanted
Was there in front of you
Memorizing him was as easy as knowing all the words
To you old favorite song
Fighting with him was like to a crossword
And realizing there's no right answer
Regretting him was like
Wishing you never found out
That love be that strong
Losing him was blue, I'd never know
Missing him was gray, all alone
him was like
Trying to somebody you never met
But loving him was red...
(Oh) red
Burning red...
Remembering him comes in flashbacks and echoes
Tell myself it's time now gotta let go
But on him is impossible
I see it all in my head
In burning red
Burning, it was red
(Oh) him was blue, like I'd know
him was dark gray, all alone
Forgetting him was like
Trying to know somebody you've never met
'Cause loving him was red...
Yeah, yeah red
Burning red...
And that why he's spinning around in my head
Comes to me in burning red
Yeah...
His love was like driving a new Maserati
Down a dead end street
Down a end street
than the wind, passionate as sin
Ending so suddenly
him is like trying to your mind
you're already through the free fall
Like the colors in so bright
Just before they it all
Losing him was blue, like I'd never know
him was gray, all alone
Forgetting him was like
Trying to know you've met
But loving him was red...
him was red...
Touching him was like realizing all you ever wanted
Was there in front of you
Memorizing him was as easy as knowing all the words
To you old favorite song
Fighting with him was like to a crossword
And realizing there's no right answer
Regretting him was like
Wishing you never found out
That love be that strong
Losing him was blue, I'd never know
Missing him was gray, all alone
him was like
Trying to somebody you never met
But loving him was red...
(Oh) red
Burning red...
Remembering him comes in flashbacks and echoes
Tell myself it's time now gotta let go
But on him is impossible
I see it all in my head
In burning red
Burning, it was red
(Oh) him was blue, like I'd know
him was dark gray, all alone
Forgetting him was like
Trying to know somebody you've never met
'Cause loving him was red...
Yeah, yeah red
Burning red...
And that why he's spinning around in my head
Comes to me in burning red
Yeah...
His love was like driving a new Maserati
Down a dead end street
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