Taylor Swift - Cold as You Lyrics
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Cold as You
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What Are The Lyrics For Cold as You By Taylor Swift?
You have a way of coming easily to me
And when you take, you take the very best of me So I start a fight 'cause I need to feel somethin' And you do what you want 'cause I'm not what you wanted Oh, what a shame What a rainy ending given to a perfect day Just walk away Ain't no use defending words that you will never say And now that I'm sittin' here thinkin' it through I've never been anywhere cold as you You put up the walls and paint them all a shade of gray And I stood there loving you, and wished them all away And you come away with a great little story Of a mess of a dreamer with the nerve to adore you Oh, what a shame What a rainy ending given to a perfect day Just walk away Ain't no use defending words that you will never say And now that I'm sittin' here thinkin' it through I've never been anywhere cold as you You never did give a damn thing, honey But I cried, cried for you And I know you wouldn't have told nobody if I died, died for you Died for you Oh, what a shame What a rainy ending given to a perfect day Oh, every smile you fake is so condescending Countin' all the scars you've made Now that I'm sittin' here thinkin' it through I've never been anywhere cold as you |
Who Wrote Cold as You By Taylor Swift?
Liz Rose, Taylor Swift
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What's The Duration Of The Cold as You By Taylor Swift?The duration of Cold as You is 4:02 minutes and seconds. |
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