Track listing
32. Fortnight (Acoustic Version) (feat. Post Malone)
33. Down Bad (Acoustic Version)
34. But Daddy I Love Him (Acoustic Version)
35. Guilty As Sin? (Acoustic Version)
Fortnight (Acoustic Version) (feat. Post Malone)
Fortnight (Acoustic Version) (feat. Post Malone)
Written by: Taylor Swift, Jack Antonoff and Post Malone
I was supposed to be sent away
But they forgot to come and get me
I was a functioning alcoholic
‘Til nobody noticed my new aesthetic
All of this to say I hope you’re okay
But you’re the reason
And no one here’s to blame
But what about your quiet treason?
And for a fortnight there, we were forever
Run into you sometimes, ask about the weather
Now you’re in my backyard, turned into good neighbors
Your wife waters flowers, I wanna kill her
All my mornings are Mondays stuck in an endless February
I took the miracle move-on drug, the effects were temporary
And I love you, it’s ruining my life
I love you, it’s ruining my life
I touched you for only a fortnight
I touched you, but I touched you
And for a fortnight there, we were forever
Run into you sometimes, ask about the weather
Now you’re in my backyard, turned into good neighbors
Your wife waters flowers, I wanna kill her
And for a fortnight there, we were together
Run into you sometimes, comment on my sweater
Now you’re at the mailbox, turned into good neighbors
My husband is cheating, I wanna kill him
I love you, it’s ruining my life
I love you, it’s ruining my life
I touched you for only a fortnight
I touched you, I touched you
I love you, it’s ruining my life
I love you, it’s ruining my life
I touched you for only a fortnight
I touched you, I touched you
Thought of callin’ ya, but you won’t pick up
Another fortnight lost in America
Move to Florida, buy the car you want
But it won’t start up ’til you touch, touch, touch me
Thought of calling ya, but you won’t pick up
Another fortnight lost in America
Move to Florida, buy the car you want
But it won’t start up ’til I touch, touch, touch you
Down Bad (Acoustic Version)
Down Bad (Acoustic Version)
Written by: Taylor Swift and Jack Antonoff
Did you really beam me up?
In a cloud of sparkling dust
Just to do experiments on
Tell me I was the chosen one
Show me that this world is bigger than us
Then sent me back where I came from
For a moment I knew cosmic love
Now I’m down bad crying at the gym
Everything comes out teenage petulance
“Fuck it if I can’t have him”
“I might just die, it would make no difference.”
Down bad, waking up in blood
Staring at the sky, come back and pick me up
Fuck it if I can’t have us.
I might just not get up
I might stay down bad
Fuck it if I can’t have him
Down bad
Fuck it if I can’t have him
Did you take all my old clothes?
Just to leave me here naked and alone
In a field in my same old town
That somehow seems so hollow now
They’ll say I’m nuts if I talk about the existence of you
For a moment I was heaven struck
Now I’m down bad crying at the gym (crying at the gym)
Everything comes out teenage petulance
“Fuck it if I can’t have him” (“Fuck it if I can’t have him”)
“I might just die, it would make no difference.”
Down bad, waking up in blood (waking up in blood)
Staring at the sky, come back and pick me up
Fuck it if I can’t have us.
I might just not get up
I might stay down bad
Like I lost my twin
Fuck it if I can’t have him
Down bad
Down bad
Waving at the ship
Fuck it if I can’t have him
I loved your hostile takeovers
Encounters closer and closer
All your indecent exposures
How dare you say that it’s –
I’ll build you a fort on some planet
Where they can all understand it
How dare you think it’s romantic
Leaving me safe and stranded
Cause fuck it I was in love
So fuck you if I can’t have us.
Cause fuck it I was in love
Now I’m down bad crying at the gym (crying at the gym)
Everything comes out teenage petulance
“Fuck it if I can’t have him” (can’t have him)
“I might just die, it would make no difference.”
Down bad, waking up in blood (waking up in blood)
Staring at the sky, come back and pick me up
Fuck it if I can’t have us.
I might just not get up
I might stay down bad
Like I lost my twin
Fuck it if I can’t have him
Down bad
Down bad
Waving at the ship
Fuck it if I can’t have him
Like I lost my twin
Fuck it if I can’t have him
Down bad
Waving at the ship
Fuck it if I can’t have him
But Daddy I Love Him (Acoustic Version)
But Daddy I Love Him (Acoustic Version)
Written by: Taylor Swift and Aaron Dessner
I forget how the West was won
I forget if this was ever fun
I just learned these people only raise you
To cage you
Sarahs and Hannahs in their Sunday best
Clutching their pearls, sighing, “What a mess”
I just learned these people try and save you
Cause they hate you
Too high a horse for a simple girl to rise above it
They slammed the door on my whole world
The one thing I wanted
Now I’m running with my dress unbuttoned
Scrеaming, “But, Daddy, I love him”
I’m having his baby
No, I’m not, but you should see your faces
I’m telling him to floor it through thе fences
No, I’m not coming to my senses
I know he’s crazy, but he’s the one I want
Dutiful daughter, all my plans were laid
Tendrils tucked into a woven braid
Growing up precocious sometimes means
Not growing up at all
He was chaos, he was revelry
Bedroom eyes like a remedy
Soon enough, the elders had convened
Down at the city hall
“Stay away from her” the saboteurs protested too much
Lord knows the words we never heard
Just screeching tires and true love
And I’m running with my dress unbuttoned
Screaming, “But, Daddy, I love him”
I’m having his baby
No, I’m not, but you should see your faces
I’m telling him to floor it through the fences
No, I’m not coming to my senses
I know he’s crazy, but he’s the one I want
I’ll tell you something right now
I’d rather burn my whole life down
Than listen to one more second of all this bitching and moaning
I’ll tell you something about my good name
It’s mine alone to disgrace
I don’t cater to all these vipers dressed in empath’s clothing
God save the most judgmental creeps
Who say they want what’s best for me
Sanctimoniously performing soliloquies I’ll never see
Thinking it can change the beat
Of my heart when he touches me
And counteract the chemistry
And undo the destiny
You ain’t gotta pray for me
Me and my wild boy and all of this wild joy
If all you want is gray for me
Then it’s just white noise, and it’s just my choice
There’s a lot of people in town that I
Bestow upon my fakest smiles
Scandal does funny things to pride, but brings lovers closer
We came back when the heat died down
Went to my parents and they came around
All the wine moms are still holding out, but fuck them, it’s over
Now I’m dancing in my dress in the sun and
Even my daddy just loves him
I’m his lady
And, oh my God, you should see your faces
Time, doesn’t it give some perspective?
And, no, you can’t come to the wedding
I know it’s crazy, but he’s the one I want
I’ll tell you something right now
You ain’t gotta pray for me
Me and my wild boy and all of this wild joy
(He was chaos, he was revelry)
If all you want is gray for me
Then he’s just white noise, and it’s my choice
Screaming, “But, Daddy, I love him”
I’m having his baby
No, I’m not
But you should see your faces
But, oh my God, you should see your faces
(He was chaos, he was revelry)
(He was chaos, he was revelry)
Guilty As Sin? (Acoustic Version)
Guilty As Sin? (Acoustic Version)
Written by: Taylor Swift and Jack Antonoff
Drowning in the Blue Nile
He sent me ‘Downtown Lights’
I hadn’t heard it in a while
My boredom’s bone deep
This cage was once just fine
Am I allowed to cry?
I dream of cracking locks
Throwing my life to the wolves
Or the ocean rocks
Crashing into him tonight
He’s a paradox
I’m seeing visions, am I bad?
Or mad? Or wise?
What if he’s written ‘mine’ on my upper thigh
Only in my mind?
One slip and falling back into the hedge maze
Oh what a way to die
I keep recalling things we never did
Messy top lip kiss
How I long for our trysts
Without ever touching his skin
How can I be guilty as sin?
I keep these longings locked
In lowercase inside a vault
Someone told me
There’s no such thing as bad thoughts
Only your actions talk
These fatal fantasies
Giving way to labored breath
Taking all of me
We’ve already done it in my head
If it’s make believe
Why does it feel like a vow
We’ll both uphold somehow?
What if he’s written ‘mine’ on my upper thigh
Only in my mind?
One slip and falling back into the hedge maze
Oh what a way to die
My bedsheets are ablaze
I’ve screamed his name
Building up like waves
Crashing over my grave
Without ever touching his skin
How can I be guilty as sin?
What if I roll the stone away?
They’re gonna crucify me anyway
What if the way you hold me
Is actually what’s holy?
If long suffering propriety
Is what they want from me
They don’t know how you’ve haunted me
So stunningly
I choose you and me
… Religiously
What if he’s written ‘mine’ on my upper thigh
Only in my mind?
One slip and falling back into the hedge maze
Oh what a way to die
I keep recalling things we never did
Messy top lip kiss
How I long for our trysts
Without ever touching his skin
How can I be guilty as sin?
He sent me ‘Downtown Lights’
I hadn’t heard it in a while
Am I allowed to cry?