Taylor Swift

Meet me at midnight …

Staring at the ceiling with you 

Oh, you don’t ever say too much 

And you don’t really read into

My melancholia 

I been under scrutiny 

You handle it beautifully 

All this shit is new to me 

I feel the lavender haze creeping up on me 

Surreal 

I’m damned if I do give a damn what people say 

No deal 

The 1950s shit they want from me 

I just wanna stay in that lavender haze 

All they keep asking me

Is if I’m gonna be your bride 

The only kinda girl they see 

Is a one night or a wife 

I find it dizzying 

They’re bringing up my history 

But you weren’t even listening 

Chorus

That lavender haze 

Talk your talk and go viral 

I just need this love spiral 

Get it off your chest 

Get it off my desk 

Talk your talk and go viral 

I just need this love spiral

Get it off your chest 

Get it off my desk 

Chorus 

Get it off your chest 

Get it off my desk

I just wanna stay in that lavender haze