End Game - Taylor Swift
* I wanna be your end game I wanna be your first string
I wanna be your A-Team I wanna be your end game, end game
** Big reputation, big reputation Ooh, you and me, we got big reputations
Ahh, and you heard about me Ooh, I got some big enemies (ya)
Big reputation, big reputation Ooh, you and me would be a big conversation
Ahh, and I heard about you Ooh, you like the bad ones, too
You so dope, don't overdose, I’m so stoked, I need a toast
We do the most, I'm in the Ghost, like I'm whippin' a boat, boat
I got a reputation, girl, that don’t precede me (ya)
I'm a call away whenever you need me (yeah)
I'm in a G5 (ya), come to the A-side (ya)
I got a bad boy persona, that's what they like (what they like)
You love it, I love it too 'cause you my type (my type)
You hold me down and I protect you with my life (my life)
*** I don't wanna touch you, I don't wanna be
Just another ex-love you don't wanna see
I don’t wanna miss you (I don’t wanna miss you) like the other girls do
I don't wanna hurt you, I just wanna be
Drinking on a beach with you all over me
I know what they all say (I know what they all say) but I ain’t tryna play
(ซ้ำ * )
Now well, when I was young, we connected, when we were little bit older
Both sprung, I got issues and chips on both of my shoulders
Reputation precedes me, and rumors are knee-deep
The truth is it's easier to ignore it, believe me
Even when we'd argue, we'd not do it for long
And you understand the good and bad end up in a song
For all your beautiful traits and the way you do it with ease
For all my flaws, paranoia, and insecurities
I’ve made mistakes and made some choices, that's hard to deny
After the storm, something was born on the fourth of July
I've passed days without fun, this end game is the one
With four words on the tip of my tongue, I'll never say it
(ซ้ำ *** , * , ** )
I hit you like bang, we tried to forget it, but we just couldn't
And I bury hatchets but I keep maps of where I put 'em
Reputation precedes me, they told you I'm crazy
I swear I don't love the drama, it loves me
And I can't let you go, your hand prints on my soul
It's like your eyes are liquor, it's like your body is gold
You've been calling my bluff on all my usual tricks
So here's the truth from my red lips
(ซ้ำ * , * )
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