Fortnight ft. Post Malone - Taylor Swift
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{Deutscher Songtext zu „Fortnight“}
{Strophe 1: Taylor Swift}
Ich sollte weggeschickt werden
Aber sie haben vergessen, zu kommen und mich zu holen
Ich war ein funktionierender Alkoholiker
Bis niemand meine neue Ästhetik bemerkte
All das, um dir zu sagen, dass ich hoffe, es geht dir gut
Aber du bist der Grund
Und niemand hier kann etwas dafür
Aber was ist mit deinem stillen Verrat?
{Refrain: Taylor Swift}
Und vierzehn Tage lang waren wir ständig auf der Flucht
Bis du manchmal nach dem Wetter fragst
Jetzt bist du in meinem Garten, wir sind gute Nachbarn geworden
Deine Frau gießt Blumen, ich will sie umbringen
{Strophe 2: Taylor Swift, Taylor Swift & Post Malone, Post Malone}
All my mornings are Mondays stuck in an
{endless February
I took the miracle move on drug, the effects were temporary
And I love you, it's ruining my life
I love you, it's ruining my life
I touched you for only a fortnight
I touched you, but I touched you
{Refrain: Taylor Swift, Taylor Swift & Post Malone}
And for a fortnight there we were forever running
'Til you sometimes ask about the weather
Now you're in my backyard, turned into good neighbors
Your wife waters flowers, I wanna kill her
And for a fortnight there we were together running
'Til you sometimes come and tug my sweater
Now you're at the mailbox turned into good neighbors
My husband is cheating, I wanna kill him
{Bridge: Taylor Swift, Post Malone, Taylor Swift & Post Malone}
I love you, it's ruining my life
I love you, it's ruining my life
I touched you for only a fortnight
I touched you, I touched you
I love you, it's ruining my life
I love you, it's ruining my life
I touched you for only a fortnight
I touched you, I touched you
{Strophe 3: Post Malone, Post Malone & Taylor Swift, Taylor Swift}
Thought of calling ya, but you won't pick up
'Nother fortnight lost in America
Move to Florida, buy the car you want (Car you want)
But it won't start up 'til you touch, touch, touch me
Thought of calling ya, but you won't pick up
'Nother fortnight lost in America
Move to Florida, buy the car you want
But it won't start up 'til I touch, touch, touch you
{Deutscher Songtext zu „Fortnight“}
{Strophe 1: Taylor Swift}
Ich sollte weggeschickt werden
Aber sie haben vergessen, zu kommen und mich zu holen
Ich war ein funktionierender Alkoholiker
Bis niemand meine neue Ästhetik bemerkte
All das, um dir zu sagen, dass ich hoffe, es geht dir gut
Aber du bist der Grund
Und niemand hier kann etwas dafür
Aber was ist mit deinem stillen Verrat?
{Refrain: Taylor Swift}
Und vierzehn Tage lang waren wir ständig auf der Flucht
Bis du manchmal nach dem Wetter fragst
Jetzt bist du in meinem Garten, wir sind gute Nachbarn geworden
Deine Frau gießt Blumen, ich will sie umbringen
{Strophe 2: Taylor Swift, Taylor Swift & Post Malone, Post Malone}
All my mornings are Mondays stuck in an
{endless February
I took the miracle move on drug, the effects were temporary
And I love you, it's ruining my life
I love you, it's ruining my life
I touched you for only a fortnight
I touched you, but I touched you
{Refrain: Taylor Swift, Taylor Swift & Post Malone}
And for a fortnight there we were forever running
'Til you sometimes ask about the weather
Now you're in my backyard, turned into good neighbors
Your wife waters flowers, I wanna kill her
And for a fortnight there we were together running
'Til you sometimes come and tug my sweater
Now you're at the mailbox turned into good neighbors
My husband is cheating, I wanna kill him
{Bridge: Taylor Swift, Post Malone, Taylor Swift & Post Malone}
I love you, it's ruining my life
I love you, it's ruining my life
I touched you for only a fortnight
I touched you, I touched you
I love you, it's ruining my life
I love you, it's ruining my life
I touched you for only a fortnight
I touched you, I touched you
{Strophe 3: Post Malone, Post Malone & Taylor Swift, Taylor Swift}
Thought of calling ya, but you won't pick up
'Nother fortnight lost in America
Move to Florida, buy the car you want (Car you want)
But it won't start up 'til you touch, touch, touch me
Thought of calling ya, but you won't pick up
'Nother fortnight lost in America
Move to Florida, buy the car you want
But it won't start up 'til I touch, touch, touch you
