Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Taylor Swift
Taylor Swift
Lead Vocals
Jack Antonoff
Jack Antonoff
Drums
Mikey Freedom Hart
Mikey Freedom Hart
Synthesizer
Sean Hutchinson
Sean Hutchinson
Drums
Michael Riddleberger
Michael Riddleberger
Drums
Patrik Berger
Patrik Berger
Synthesizer
Bobby Hawk
Bobby Hawk
Violin
Evan Smith
Evan Smith
Horn
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Taylor Swift
Taylor Swift
Songwriter
Jack Antonoff
Jack Antonoff
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Taylor Swift
Taylor Swift
Producer
Jack Antonoff
Jack Antonoff
Producer
Laura Sisk
Laura Sisk
Recording Engineer
John Rooney
John Rooney
Assistant Recording Engineer
Jon Sher
Jon Sher
Assistant Recording Engineer
Jonathan Low
Jonathan Low
Mixing Engineer
Mikey Freedom Hart
Mikey Freedom Hart
Additional Engineer
Sean Hutchinson
Sean Hutchinson
Additional Engineer
Evan Smith
Evan Smith
Additional Engineer
Jon Gautier
Jon Gautier
Strings Engineer
Michael Riddleberger
Michael Riddleberger
Additional Engineer

Lyrics

Gleaming, twinkling Eyes like sinking ships on waters So inviting, I almost jump in But I don't like a gold rush, gold rush I don't like anticipating my face in a red flush I don't like that anyone would die to feel your touch Everybody wants you Everybody wonders what it would be like to love you Walk past, quick brush I don't like slow motion, double vision in rose blush I don't like that falling feels like flying 'til the bone crush Everybody wants you But I don't like a gold rush What must it be like to grow up that beautiful? With your hair falling into place like dominoes I see me padding across your wooden floors With my Eagles T-shirt hanging from the door At dinner parties, I call you out on your contrarian shit And the coastal town we wandered 'round Had nevеr seen a love as pure as it And then it fadеs into the gray of my day-old tea 'Cause it could never be 'Cause I don't like a gold rush, gold rush I don't like anticipating my face in a red flush I don't like that anyone would die to feel your touch Everybody wants you Everybody wonders what it would be like to love you Walk past, quick brush I don't like slow motion, double vision in rose blush I don't like that falling feels like flying 'til the bone crush Everybody wants you But I don't like a gold rush What must it be like to grow up that beautiful? With your hair falling into place like dominoes My mind turns your life into folklore I can't dare to dream about you anymore At dinner parties, I won't call you out on your contrarian shit And the coastal town we never found Will never see a love as pure as it 'Cause it fades into the gray of my day-old tea 'Cause it will never be Gleaming, twinkling Eyes like sinking ships on waters So inviting, I almost jump in
Writer(s): Jack Michael Antonoff, Taylor A. Swift Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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