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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Taylor Swift
Taylor Swift
Lead Vocals
Aaron Dessner
Aaron Dessner
Piano
Mikey Freedom Hart
Mikey Freedom Hart
Electric Guitar
Jack Antonoff
Jack Antonoff
Programming
Josh Kaufman
Josh Kaufman
Electric Guitar
Evan Smith
Evan Smith
Saxophone
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Taylor Swift
Taylor Swift
Songwriter
William Bowery
William Bowery
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Taylor Swift
Taylor Swift
Producer
Aaron Dessner
Aaron Dessner
Producer
Jack Antonoff
Jack Antonoff
Producer
Joe Alwyn
Joe Alwyn
Producer
Laura Sisk
Laura Sisk
Recording Engineer
John Rooney
John Rooney
Assistant Recording Engineer
Jonathan Low
Jonathan Low
Recording Engineer
Serban Ghenea
Serban Ghenea
Mixing Engineer
John Hanes
John Hanes
Mixing Engineer
Randy Merrill
Randy Merrill
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Betty, I won't make assumptions About why you switched your homeroom But I think it's 'cause of me Betty, one time, I was ridin' on my skateboard When I passed your house It's like I couldn't breathe You heard the rumors from Inez You can't believe a word she says most times But this time, it was true The worst thing that I ever did Was what I did to you But if I just showed up at your party Would you have me? Would you want me? Would you tell me to go fuck myself? Or lead me to the garden? In the garden, would you trust me If I told you it was just a summer thing? I'm only 17, I don't know anythin' But I know I miss you Betty, I know where it all went wrong Your favorite song was playin' From the far side of the gym I was nowhere to be found I hate the crowds, you know that Plus, I saw you dance with him You heard the rumors from Inez You can't believe a word she says most times But this time, it was true The worst thing that I ever did Was what I did to you But if I just showed up at your party Would you have me? Would you want me? Would you tell me to go fuck myself? Or lead me to the garden? In the garden, would you trust me If I told you it was just a summer thing? I'm only seventeen, I don't know anythin' But I know I miss you I was walkin' home on broken cobblestones Just thinkin' of you when she pulled up like A figment of my worst intentions She said "James, get in, let's drive" Those days turned into nights Slept next to her, but I dreamt of you all summer long Betty, I'm here on your doorstep And I planned it out for weeks now But it's finally sinkin' in Betty, right now is the last time I can dream about what happens when You see my face again The only thing I wanna do Is make it up to you So I showed up at your party Yeah, I showed up at your party Yeah, I showed up at your party Will you have me? Will you love me? Will you kiss me on the porch In front of all your stupid friends? If you kiss me, will it be just like I dreamed it? Will it patch your broken wings? I'm only 17, I don't know anythin' But I know I miss you Standin' in your cardigan Kissin' in my car again Stopped at a streetlight You know I miss you
Writer(s): Taylor A. Swift, William Bowery Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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