High Infidelity lyrics - taylor swift

 Lock broken

Slur spoken

Wound open

Game token

I didn't know you were keeping count

Rain soaking

Blind hoping

You said I was freeloading

I didn't know you were keeping count


High infidelity

Put on your records and regret me

I bent the truth too far tonight

I was dancing around, dancing around it

High infidelity

Put on your headphones and burn my city

Your picket fence is sharp as knives

I was dancing around, dancing around it


Do you really want to know where I was April 29th?

Do I really have to chart the constellations in his eyes?


Storm coming

Good husband

Bad omen

Dragged my feet right down the aisle

At the house lonely

Good money

I'd pay, if you'd just know me

Seemed like the right thing at the time


You know there's many different ways that you can kill the one you love

The slowest way is never loving them enough

Do you really want to know where I was April 29th?

Do I really have to tell you how he brought me back to life?


High infidelity

Put on your records and regret me

I bent the truth too far tonight

I was dancing around, dancing around it


High infidelity

Put on your headphones and burn my city

Your picket fence is sharp as knives

I was dancing around, dancing around it


Do you really want to know where I was April 29th?

Do I really have to chart the constellations in his eyes?

You know there's many different ways that you can kill the one you love

The slowest way is never loving them enough


High infidelity

Put on your records and regret meeting me

I bent the truth too far tonight

I was dancing around, dancing around it


High infidelity

Put on your headphones and burn my city

Your picket fence is sharp as knives

I was dancing around, dancing around it


Oh, there's many different ways that you can kill the one you love

And it's never enough, it's never enough


Lock broken

Slur spoken

Wound open

Game token

I didn't know you were keeping count

Rain soaking

Blind hoping

You said I was freeloading

I didn't know you were keeping count

But, oh, you were keeping count


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