You can't tell me Paris by Taylor Swift isn't the love square after the reveal.
Your ex-friend's sister met someone at a club and he kissed her
Turns out it was that guy you hooked up with ages ago, some wannabe Z-lister
And all the outfits were terrible
No, I didn't but thanks though
I'm so in love that I might stop breathing
Drew a map on your bedroom ceiling
No, I didn't see the news
'Cause we were somewhere else
Stumble down pretend alleyways
Cheap wine, make believe it's champagne
Like we were somewhere else
Like we were in Paris, oh
And on my page and on the whole world
If you keep it just yours
Levitate above all the messes made
Sit quiet by my side in the shade
And not the kind that's thrown
I mean the kind under where a tree has grown
I'm so in love that I might stop breathing
Drew a map on your bedroom ceiling
No, I didn't see the news
'Cause we were somewhere else
Stumble down pretend alleyways
Cheap wine, make believe it's champagne
Like we were somewhere else
Like we were in Paris, oh
I want to brainwash you into loving me forever
I want to transport you to somewhere the culture's clever
Confess my truth in swooping, sloping, cursive letters
Let the only flashing lights
We drew a map on your bedroom ceiling
No, I didn't see the news
'Cause we were somewhere else
Yes, we were somewhere else
My love, we were in Paris
Yes, we were somewhere else
