'Fearless (Taylor’s Version)’
'Speak Now (Taylor’s Version)’
Foolish One: Over coffee every morning while you’re watching the news
Holy Ground: I was reminiscing just the other day while having coffee all alone and, lord, it took me away
All Too Well (10 Minute Version): Sipping coffee like you were on a late night show
'1989 (Taylor’s Version)’
Clean: You’re still all over me like a wine-stained dress I can’t wear anymore
You Are In Love: Small talk, he drives, coffee at midnight
Is It Over Now?: Let’s fast forward to three hundred takeout coffees later
End Game: It’s like your eyes are liquor, it’s like your body is gold
Delicate: We can’t make any promises, now can we, babe, but you can make me a drink
Gorgeous: Whiskey on ice, Sunset and Vine, you’ve ruined my life by not being mine
Getaway Car: I knew it from the first old fashioned, we were cursed
King Of My Heart: Up on the roof with a schoolgirl crush, drinking beer out of plastic cups
Dress: I’m spilling wine in the bathtub, you kiss my face and we’re both drunk
This Is Why We Can’t Have Nice Things: Everyone swimming in a champagne sea
Paper Rings: The wine is cold like the shoulder that I gave you in the street
Cornelia Street: We were in the backseat, drunk on something stronger than the drinks in the bar
Death By A Thousand Cuts: My time, my wine, my spirit, my trust, trying to find a part of my you didn’t take up
London Boy: And you know I love Springsteen, faded blue jeans, Tennessee whiskey
London Boy: And now I love high tea, stories from uni, and the West End
False God: Make confessions and we’re begging for forgiveness, got the wine for you
You Need To Calm Down: You are somebody that I don’t know, but you’re taking shots at me like it’s Patrón
the 1: Rosé flowing with your chosen family
the last great american dynasty: Filled the pool with champagne and swam with the big names
seven: Sweet tea in the summer, cross your heart, won’t tell no other
seven: Sweet tea in the summer, cross my heart, won’t tell no other
august: August sipped away like a bottle of wine 'cause you were never mine
this is me trying: Pouring out my heart to a stranger but I didn’t pour the whiskey
willow: Lost in your current like a priceless wine
champagne problems: Left you out there standing crestfallen on the landing, champagne problems
champagne problems: Your heart was glass, I dropped it, champagne problems
champagne problems: Dom Pérignon, you brought it, no crowd of friends applauded
champagne problems: Your hometown skeptics called it, champagne problems
champagne problems: And I couldn’t give a reason, champagne problems
champagne problems: Never leave you standing crestfallen on the landing with champagne problems
champagne problems: You won’t remember all my champagne problems
gold rush: And then it fades into the gray of my day-old tea 'cause it could never be
gold rush: 'Cause it fades into the gray of my day-old tea 'cause it will never be
no body, no crime: We meet up every Tuesday night for dinner and a glass of wine
no body, no crime: She says, “That ain’t my merlot on his mouth”
ivy: Or dare to sit and watch what we’ll become, and drink my husband’s wine
closure: I’m fine with my spite and my tears and my beers and my candles
Maroon: You say, “Your roommate’s cheap-ass screw-top rosé, that’s how”
Maroon: The burgundy on my t-shirt when you splashed your wine into me
Anti-Hero: It’s me, hi, I’m the problem, it’s me, at tea time, everybody agrees
Question…?: It was one drink after another
Mastermind: I’m the wind in our free-flowing sails and the liquor in our cocktails
The Great War: I drew curtains closed, drank my poison all alone
Paris: Stumble down pretend alleyways, cheap wine, make believe it’s champagne
Paris: ‘Cause we were somewhere else, in an alleyway, drinking champagne
Dear Reader: I prefer hiding in plain sight, my fourth drink in my hand
'The Tortured Poets Department’
But Daddy I Love Him: All the wine moms are still holding out, but fuck them, it’s over
Florida!!!: Barricaded in the bathroom with a bottle of wine
The Alchemy: These chemicals hit me like white wine
The Alchemy: Beer sticking to the floor, cheers chanted 'cause they said there was no chance trying to be the greatest in the league
imgonnagetyouback: Standing at the bar like something’s funny, bubbly
I Look in People’s Windows: They have their friends over to drink nice wine
The Manuscript: In the age of him, she wished she was 30 and made coffee every morning in a French press
Other Songs written by Taylor
Christmas Tree Farm: Bundled up in their mittens and coats and the cider would flow
Official Alternate Releases
Maroon (Clean Version): You say, “Your roommate’s cheapest screw-top rosé, that’s how”
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