Paper rings by Taylor Swift
Testo:
The moon is high
Like your friends were the night that we first met
Went home and tried to stalk you on the internet
Now I’ve read all of the books beside your bed
The wine is cold
Like the shoulder that I gave you in the street
Cat and mouse for a month or two or three
Now I wake up in the night and watch you breathe
Kiss me once ‘cause you know I had a long night
Kiss me twice ‘cause it’s gonna be alright
Three times ‘cause I’ve waited my whole life
(One, two, one two three for!)
I like shiny things, but I’d marry you with paper rings
Uh, uh, that’s right
Darling, you’re the one I want, and
I hate accidents except when we went from friends to this
Uh, uh, that’s right
Darling, you’re the one I want
In paper rings, in picture frames, in dirty dreams
Oh, you’re the one I want
In the winter, in the icy outdoor pool
When you jumped in first, I went it too
I’m with you even if it makes me blue
Wich takes me back
To the color that we painted your brother’s wall
Honey, without all the exes, fights, and flaws
We wouldn’t be standing here so tall, so
Kiss you once ‘cause I know you had a long night
Kiss you twice ‘cause it’s gonna be alright
Three times ‘cause you waited my whole life
(One, two, one two three for!)
I like shiny things, but I’d marry you with paper rings
Uh, uh, that’s right
Darling, you’re the one I want, and
I hate accidents except when we went from friends to this
Uh, uh, that’s right
Darling, you’re the one I want
In paper rings, in picture frames, in dirty dreams
Oh, you’re the one I want
I want to drive away with you
I want your complications too
I want your dreary Mondays
Wrap your arms around me, baby boy
I want to drive away with you
I want your complications too
I want your dreary Mondays
Wrap your arms around me, baby boy
I like shiny things, but I’d marry you with paper rings
Uh, uh, that’s right
Darling, you’re the one I want, and
I hate accidents except when we went from friends to this
Uh, uh, that’s right
Darling, you’re the one I want
In paper rings, in picture frames, in dirty dreams
Oh, you’re the one I want
I like shiny things, but I’d marry you with paper rings
Uh, uh, that’s right
Darling, you’re the one I want, and
I hate accidents except when we went from friends to this
Uh, uh, that’s right
Darling, you’re the one I want
In paper rings, in picture frames, in dirty dreams
You’re the one I want
In paper rings, in picture frames, in dirty dreams
Oh, you’re the one I want
You’re the one I want, one I want
You’re the one I want, one I want