Lyrics : Taylor Swift/Max Martin/Karl Johan Schuster
Music : Taylor Swift/Max Martin/Karl Johan Schuster
Dive bar on the East Side, where you at?
Phone lights up my nightstand in the black
Come here, you can meet me in the back (delicate)
Dark jeans and your Nikes, look at you
Oh damn, never seen that color blue
Just think of the fun things we could do (delicate)
'Cause I like you
This ain't for the best
My reputation's never been worse, so
You must like me for me
Yeah, I want you
We can't make
Any promises now, can we, babe?
But you can make me a drink
Do the girls back home touch you like I do?
Do the girls back home touch you like I do?
Do the girls back home touch you like I do?
Do the girls back home touch you like I do?
Third floor on the West Side, me and you
Handsome, your mansion with a view
Do the girls back home touch you like I do? (delicate)
Long night, with your hands up in my hair
Echoes of your footsteps on the stairs
Stay here, honey, I don't wanna share
'Cause I like you
This ain't for the best
My reputation's never been worse, so
You must like me for me
Yeah, I want you
We can't make
Any promises now, can we, babe?
But you can make me a drink
Do the girls back home touch you like I do?
Do the girls back home touch you like I do?
Do the girls back home touch you like I do?
Do the girls back home touch you like I do?
Sometimes I wonder when you sleep
Are you ever dreaming of me?
Sometimes when I look into your eyes
I pretend you're mine, all the damn time
Do the girls back home touch you like I do?
Do the girls back home touch you like I do?
Do the girls back home touch you like I do?
Do the girls back home touch you like I do?
Is it cool that I said all that?
Is it chill that you're in my head?
'Cause I know that it's delicate (delicate)
Is it cool that I said all that
Is it too soon to do this yet?
'Cause I know that it's delicate (delicate)
Delicate...