Taylor Swift and Rooms
‘Taylor Swift’
(no rooms)
'Fearless (Taylor’s Version)’
Fifteen: And you’re dancing 'round your room when the night ends
You Belong With Me: I’m in my room, it’s a typical Tuesday night
Forever And Always: And it rains in your bedroom, everything is wrong
You All Over Me: You find graffiti on the walls of old bathroom stalls
Mr. Perfectly Fine: Sashay away to your seat, it’s the best seat in the best room
'Speak Now’
Speak Now: And she is yelling at a bridesmaid somewhere back inside a room, wearing a gown shaped like a pastry
Speak Now: Horrified looks from everyone in the room, but I’m only looking at you
The Story Of Us: Now I’m searching the room for an empty seat
The Story Of Us: Now I’m standing alone in a crowded room and we’re not speaking
Never Grow Up: Take pictures in your mind of your childhood room
Enchanted: Across the room your silhouette starts to make it’s way to me
'Red (Taylor’s Version)’
State Of Grace: You come around and the armor falls, pierce the room like a cannonball
State Of Grace: We are alone just you and me, up in your room and our slates are clean
Stay Stay Stay: I threw my phone across the room at you
The Last Time: I imagine you at home, in your room, all alone
Holy Ground: Tonight I’m gonna dance like you were in this room
The Moment I Knew: And they’re all laughing as I’m looking around the room
The Moment I Knew: And there in the bathroom I try not to fall apart
Ronan: Out of this curtained room in this hospital grey, we’ll just disappear
Nothing New: How long will it be cute, all this crying in my room?
Nothing New: Are we only biding time ‘til I lose your attention and someone else lights up the room?
I Bet You Think About Me: Just living room dancing and kitchen table bills
All Too Well (10 Minute Version): Not weeping in a party bathroom, some actress asking me what happened
'1989’
Out Of The Woods: Remember when you hit the brakes too soon, twenty stitches in the hospital room
I Wish You Would: It’s 2 AM in my room, headlights pass the window pane, I think of you
Wildest Dreams: His hands are in my hair, his clothes are in my room
Clean: When the butterflies turned to dust that covered my whole room
You Are In Love: One look, dark room, meant just for you
New Romantics: We cry tears of mascara in the bathroom, honey, life is just a classroom
'reputation’
Gorgeous: And you should think about the consequence of you touching my hand in a darkened room
King Of My Heart: And we rule the kingdom inside my room
Dancing With Our Hands Tied: I’d kiss you as the lights went out, swaying as the room burned down
Dress: Our secret moments in a crowded room, they got no idea about me and you
'Lover’
Lover: We could let our friends crash in the living room
The Archer: The room is on fire, invisible smoke
Daylight: Maybe I stormed out of every single room in this town
'folklore’
My Tears Ricochet: We gather here, we line up weeping in a sunlit room
Illicit Affairs: What started in beautiful rooms ends with meetings in parking lots
Betty: Betty, I won’t make assumptions about why you switched your homeroom but I think it’s ‘cause of me
'evermore’
Ivy: He’s in the room, your opal eyes are all I wish to see
'Midnights’
Maroon: You say, “Your roommate’s cheap-ass screw-top rosé, that’s how”
Anti-Hero: All of the people I’ve ghosted stand there in the room
You’re On Your Own, Kid: Something different bloomed, writing in my room
Question…?: Did you ever have someone kiss you in a crowded room?
Bejeweled: When I walk in the room, I can still make the whole place shimmer
Mastermind: You and I ended up in the same room at the same time
Paris: Drew a map on your bedroom ceiling
Paris: We drew a map on your bedroom ceiling
Other Songs written by Taylor
All Of The Girls You Loved Before: Crying in the bathroom for some dude whose name I cannot remember now
Beautiful Ghosts: Visions of dazzling rooms I’ll never get let into
Official Alternate Releases
Maroon (Clean Version): You say, “Your roommate’s cheapest screw-top rosé, that’s how”
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His hand fists at his side.
“I love fucking you, Halen. I’ll fuck you ten different dirty, demeaning ways right now that will make you scream my name and plead to let you come. But sex doesn’t start with the act itself.”
He takes another deliberate step toward me.
“It’s heated glances and charged near touches. It’s cruel words and fiery tempers. It’s instant chemical attraction across a quad when you make that first real connection, when you feel the center of gravity shift…and you know nothing will ever be the same again.”
Lovely Violent Things by Trisha Wolfe
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