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thanK you aIMee
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Taylor Swift
- Álbum: THE TORTURED POETS DEPARTMENT
- Lançado em: 19/04/2024
- Produzido por: Aaron Dessner & Taylor Swift
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When I picture my hometown
There’s a bronze spray-tanned statue of you
And a plaque underneath it
That threatens to push me down the stairs, at our school
And it was always the same searing pain
But I dreamed that one day, I could say
All that time you were throwin’ punches, I was buildin’ somethin’
And I can’t forgive the way you made me feel
Screamed “Fuck you, Aimee” to the night sky, as the blood was gushin’
But I can’t forget the way you made me heal
And it wasn’t a fair fight, or a clean kill
Each time that Aimee stomped across my gravе
And then she wrote hеadlines
In the local paper, laughing at each baby step I’d take
And it was always the same searing pain
But I prayed that one day, I could say
All that time you were throwin’ punches, I was buildin’ somethin’
And I couldn’t wait to show you it was real
Screamed “Fuck you, Aimee” to the night sky, as the blood was gushin’
But I can’t forget the way you made me heal
Everyone knows that my mother is a saintly woman
But she used to say she wished that you were dead
I pushed each boulder up the hill
Your words are still just ringing in my head, ringing in my head
I wrote a thousand songs that you find uncool
I built a legacy which you can’t undo
But when I count the scars, there’s a moment of truth
That there wouldn’t be this, if there hadn’t been you
And maybe you’ve reframed it
And in your mind, you never beat my spirit black and blue
I don’t think you’ve changed much
And so I changed your name, and any real defining clues
And one day, your kid comes home singin’
A song that only us two is gonna know is about you, ‘cause—
All that time you were throwin’ punches, it was all for nothin’
And our town, it looks so small, from way up here
Screamed “Thank you, Aimee” to the night sky, and the stars are stunnin’
‘Cause I can’t forget the way you made me heal
Everyone knows that my mother is a saintly woman
But she used to say she wished that you were dead
So I pushed each boulder up that hill
Your words were still just ringin’ in my head, ringin’ in my head
Thank you, Aimee
Thank you, Aimee
THE TORTURED POETS DEPARTMENT
Ficha técnica
- Escrito por: Taylor Swift & Aaron Dessner
- Direitos autorais: Republic Records
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