Fresh Out The Slammer
Now pretty baby I'm runnin back home to you
Fresh out the slammer
I know who my first call will be to ...
Fresh out the slammer
Another summer, taking cover
Rolling thunder, he don't understand me
Splintered back in winter
Silent dinners, bitter
He was with her in dreams
Gray and blue and fights and tunnels
Handcuffed to the spell I was under
For just one hour of sunshine
Years of labor, locks and ceilings
In the shade of how he was feeling
But it's gonna be alright. I did my time.
Now pretty baby I'm runnin back home to you
Fresh out the slammer
I know who my first call will be to ...
Fresh out the slammer
Camera flashes, welcome bashes
Get the matches, toss the ashes off the ledge
As I said in my letters, now that I know better
I will never lose my baby again
My friends tried but I wouldn't hear it
Watched me daily disappearing
For just one glimpse of his smile
All those nights you kept me going
Swirled you into all of my poems
Now we're at the starting line
I did my time.
Now pretty baby I'm running
To the house where you still wait up
And that porch light gleams
To the one who says
I'm the girl of his American Dreams
And no matter what I've done
It wouldn't matter anyway
Ain't no way I'm gonna screw up
Now that I know what's at stake
Here. At the park where we used to sit on children's swings
Wearing imaginary rings ...
But it's gonna be alright.
I did my time ...
Fresh out the slammer
I know who my first call will be to ...
Fresh out the slammer
Another summer, taking cover
Rolling thunder, he don't understand me
Splintered back in winter
Silent dinners, bitter
He was with her in dreams
Gray and blue and fights and tunnels
Handcuffed to the spell I was under
For just one hour of sunshine
Years of labor, locks and ceilings
In the shade of how he was feeling
But it's gonna be alright. I did my time.
Now pretty baby I'm runnin back home to you
Fresh out the slammer
I know who my first call will be to ...
Fresh out the slammer
Camera flashes, welcome bashes
Get the matches, toss the ashes off the ledge
As I said in my letters, now that I know better
I will never lose my baby again
My friends tried but I wouldn't hear it
Watched me daily disappearing
For just one glimpse of his smile
All those nights you kept me going
Swirled you into all of my poems
Now we're at the starting line
I did my time.
Now pretty baby I'm running
To the house where you still wait up
And that porch light gleams
To the one who says
I'm the girl of his American Dreams
And no matter what I've done
It wouldn't matter anyway
Ain't no way I'm gonna screw up
Now that I know what's at stake
Here. At the park where we used to sit on children's swings
Wearing imaginary rings ...
But it's gonna be alright.
I did my time ...
Credits
Writer(s): Taylor Swift, Jack Michael Antonoff
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Other Album Tracks
- Fortnight (feat. Post Malone)
- The Tortured Poets Department
- My Boy Only Breaks His Favorite Toys
- Down Bad
- So Long, London
- But Daddy I Love Him
- Fresh Out The Slammer
- Florida!!! (feat. Florence + the Machine)
- Guilty as Sin?
- Who’s Afraid of Little Old Me?
All Album Tracks: THE TORTURED POETS DEPARTMENT: THE ANTHOLOGY >
Altri album
- I Can Do It With a Broken Heart - Single
- I Can Do It With a Broken Heart (Instrumental) - Single
- I Can Do It With a Broken Heart - Single
- Fortnight (feat. Post Malone) [Acoustic Version] - Single
- Fortnight (feat. Post Malone) [Acoustic Version] - Single
- Fortnight (feat. Post Malone) [Cults Remix] - Single
- Fortnight (feat. Post Malone) [BLOND:ISH Remix] - Single
- Fortnight (feat. Post Malone) [BLOND:ISH Remix] - Single
- Fortnight
- THE TORTURED POETS DEPARTMENT: THE ANTHOLOGY
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