Taylor Swift —
Hits Different

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© Compilador: Antón Gavzov // el jefe del proyecto (https://Muzland.es)
± PPS (tempo): ♩ = 106 pulsaciones por minuto

Lyrics and Music by Taylor Swift, Jack Antonoff, Aaron Dessner

I washed my hands of us
At the club.
You made a mess of me.
I pictured you
With other girls in love.
Then threw up on the street.

Like waiting for a bus
That never shows,
You just start walking on.
They say that if it’s right, you know.
Each bar plays our song,
Nothing has ever felt so wrong.

Chorus:
     Oh, my, love is a lie.
     Shit my friends say to get me by.
     It hits different,
     It hits different this time.
     Catastrophic blues.
     Moving on
     Was always easy for me to do.
     It hits different,
     It hits different ‘cause it’s you.
     ‘Cause it’s you.
 
I used to switch out these Kens,
I’d just ghost.
Rip the band-aid off and skip town
Likе an asshole outlaw.
Freedom felt like summеr
Then on the coast.
Now the sun burns my heart
And the sand hurts my feelings.

And I never don’t cry
(And I never don’t cry)
At the bar.
Yeah, my sadness is contagious
(My sadness is contagious).
I slur your name
Till someone puts me in a car,
I stopped receiving invitations.

Chorus:
     Oh, my, love is a lie.
     Shit my friends say to get me by.
     It hits different,
     It hits different this time.
     Catastrophic blues.
     Moving on
     Was always easy for me to do.
     It hits different,
     It hits different ‘cause it’s you.
     ‘Cause it’s you.

Bridge:
   I find the artifacts,
   Cried over a hat.
   Cursed the space that I needed,
   I trace the evidence;
   Make it make some sense,
   Why the wound is still bleeding.

   You were the one that I loved.
   Don’t need another metaphor,
   It’s simple enough.
   A wrinkle in time
   Like the crease by your eyes,
   This is why they shouldn’t kill off
   The main guy.

   Dreams of your hair
   And your stare and sense of belief.
   In the good in the world,
   You once believed in me.
   And I felt you
   And I held you for a while.
   Bet I could still melt your world.
   Argumentative,
   Antithetical dream girl.

I heard your key turn in the door
Down the hallway.
Is that your key in the door?
Is it okay?
Is it you?
Or have they come
To take me away?
To take me away.

Chorus:
     Oh, my, love is a lie.
     Shit my friends say to get me by.
     It hits different
     (It hits different),
     It hits different this time.
     Catastrophic blues.
     Moving on
     Was always easy for me to do.
     It hits different
     (It hits different),
     It hits different ‘cause it’s you.

     Oh, my, love is a lie.
     Shit my friends say to get me by.
     (‘Cause it’s you.)
     Catastrophic blues.
     Moving on
     Was always easy for me to do.
     It hits different,
     It hits different ‘cause it’s you.