Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jack Antonoff
Jack Antonoff
Programming
Evan Smith
Evan Smith
Saxophone
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Taylor Swift
Taylor Swift
Songwriter
Jack Antonoff
Jack Antonoff
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Taylor Swift
Taylor Swift
Producer
Serban Ghenea
Serban Ghenea
Mixing Engineer
Bryce Bordone
Bryce Bordone
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Laura Sisk
Laura Sisk
Recording Engineer
Megan Searl
Megan Searl
Assistant Recording Engineer
Jon Sher
Jon Sher
Assistant Recording Engineer
John Rooney
John Rooney
Assistant Recording Engineer
Evan Smith
Evan Smith
Additional Engineer

Lyrics

When the morning came, we Were cleaning incense off your Vinyl shelf 'cause we lost track of time again Laughing with my feet in your lap Like you were my closest friend "How'd we end up on the floor anyway?", you say "Your roommate's cheap-ass screw-top rosé, that's how" I see you every day now And I chose you The one I was dancing with In New York, no shoes Looked up at the sky and it was The burgundy on my t-shirt when you splashed your wine into me And how the blood rushed into my cheeks, so scarlet, it was The mark they saw on my collarbone, the rust that grew between telephones The lips I used to call home, so scarlet, it was maroon When the silence came, we Were shaking blind and hazy How the hell did we lose sight of us again? Sobbing with your head in your hands Ain't that the way it always ends? You were standing hollow-eyed in the hallway Carnations you had thought were roses, that's us I feel you no matter what The rubies that I gave up And I lost you The one I was dancing with In New York, no shoes Looked up at the sky and it was (maroon) The burgundy on my t-shirt when you splashed your wine into me And how the blood rushed into my cheeks, so scarlet, it was (maroon) The mark they saw on my collarbone, the rust that grew between telephones The lips I used to call home, so scarlet, it was maroon And I wake with your memory over me That's a real lasting legacy, legacy (it was maroon) And I wake with your memory over me That's a real lasting legacy to leave The burgundy on my t-shirt when you splashed your wine into me And how the blood rushed into my cheeks, so scarlet, it was maroon The mark they saw on my collarbone, the rust that grew between telephones The lips I used to call home, so scarlet, it was maroon It was maroon It was maroon
Writer(s): Taylor Swift, Jack Michael Antonoff Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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