Only The Real Swifties Can Complete These Lyrics

Knocked on your door Fell on the floor Checked the football score Made some smores

Some to make us look bling Some to make a diamond ring Some to put on a string Some to make us shout and sing

Why I'm feeling so alone Where am I supposed to go Where did my baby go Why the stars above look so cold

Just can't keep pretending Didn't like the ending Think it's neverending Want a refund

Kind Funny Happy Hungry

Is it chill that you're in my head? Is it fine that you're upside my head? Is ok that you're making bread? It is bless that my name is Fred?

Husband Boyfriend Lover Magnet

Never let you go It's gonna be alright Rah, rah, ah, ah, ah, roma, roma, ma I got so many clothes I keep 'em in my aunt's house