You look like Clara Bow in this light In this light, remarkable All your life, did you know? You'd be picked like a rose
I'm not trying to exaggerate But I think I might die if it happened Die if it happened to me No one in my small town thought I'd see the lights of Manhattan
This town is fake but you're the real thing Breath of fresh air through smoke rings Take the glory, give everything Promise to be dazzling
You look like Stevie Nicks in '75 The hair and lips The crowd goes wild at her fingertips Half moon shinе, a full eclipse
I'm not trying to exaggеrate But I think I might die if I made it, die if I made it No one in my small town thought I'd meet these suits in LA They all want to say
This town is fake but you're the real thing Breath of fresh air through smoke rings Take the glory, give everything Promise to be dazzling
The crown is stained, But you're the real queen Flesh and blood amongst war machines You're the new God, we're worshipping Promise to be dazzling
Beauty is a beast That roars down on all fours demanding more Only when your girlish glow flickers just so Do they let you know? It's hell on earth to be heavenly Them's the brakes, they don't come gently
You look like Taylor Swift In this light, we're loving it You've got edge, she never did The future's bright, dazzling
Compositores: Aaron Brooking Dessener (ASCAP), Taylor Alison Swift (BMI)Editores: Songs Of Universal Inc (BMI), Tasrm Publishing (BMI)ECAD verificado obra #43362008 em 30/Mai/2024 com dados da UBEM