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