Speak your mind

I don’t think that passenger’s seat
has ever looked this good to me.
He tells me about his night,
and I count the colors in his eyes.

He’d never fall in love
he swears, as he runs
his fingers through his hair.
I’m laughing cause I hope his wrong.

And I don’t think it ever crossed his mind,
he tells a joke, I fake a smile
that i know all his favorite songs;

And I could tell you
his favorite colors green;
he loves to argue, born on the seventeenth;
his sisters beautiful;
he has his Fathers eyes;
and if you asked me if i love him
I’d lie.

He looks around the room
innocently overlooks the truth.
Shouldn’t a light go on,
doesn’t he know that
I’ve had him memorized for so long.

He sees everything black and white.
Never let nobody see him cry.
I don’t let nobody see me
wishing he was mine.

I could tell you
his favorite colors green;
he loves to argue, born on the seventeenth;
his sisters beautiful;
he has his Fathers eyes;
and if you asked me if i love him
I’d lie.

He stands there then walks away, My God
if i could only say,
I’m holding every breathe for you.

He’d never tell you but he can play guitar
I think he can see through
everything but my heart.
First thought when I wake up is,
“My God he’s beautiful”.
So I put my make up and pray for a miracle.

Yes, I could tell you his favorite colors green;
he loves to argue, oh and it kills me.
His sisters beautiful;
he has his Fathers eyes,
and if you asked me if i love him,
if you asked me if i love him

I’d lie.

— Taylor Swift