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Fortnight
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On Tour
Pop Punk
Fortnight was released on October 24, 2025 by White Russian Records as a part of the album Thirteen (Call It Off's Version)
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Release DateOctober 24, 2025
LabelWhite Russian Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM120

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Call It Off
Call It Off
Performer
Sergei Christian
Sergei Christian
Drums
Gio Sliwa
Gio Sliwa
Lead Guitar
Timmy Steenstra Toussaint
Timmy Steenstra Toussaint
Bass Guitar
Maurice Bolier
Maurice Bolier
Electric Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Taylor Swift
Taylor Swift
Composer
Austin Post
Austin Post
Composer
Jack Antonoff
Jack Antonoff
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sergei Christian
Sergei Christian
Producer
Gio Sliwa
Gio Sliwa
Producer

Lyrics

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
'Nother 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
'Nother fortnight lost in America
Move to Florida, buy the car you want
But it won't start up 'til I touch, touch, touch you
Written by: Jack Antonoff, Post Malone, Taylor Swift
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