I know you know It felt just like a joke I show, you don't And now we're talkin' I know your ghost I see her through the smoke She'll play her show And you'll be watchin'
And if history's clear, someone always ends up in ruins And what seemed like fate becomes "What the hell was I doin'? " Babylon lovers hangin' Lifetimes on a vine (Ooh) Do you miss mine?
Do you miss us, us? I felt it, you held it, do you miss us, us? Wonder if you regret the secret of us, us Us (Us) , us (Us) , us (Us)
I know you know It felt like somethin' old It felt like somethin' holy, like souls bleedin' So, it fеlt like what I've known You're twеnty-nine years old So how can you be cold when I open my home?
And if history's clear The flames always end up in ashes And what seemed like fate Give it ten months and you'll be past it (You'll be past it) Babylon lovers hangin', missed calls on the line I gave you mine
Did you mind us, us? I felt it, you held it, do you miss us, us? Wonder if you regret the secret of us, us Us (Us) , us (Us) , us (Us)
That night, you were talkin' false prophets and profits They make in the margins of poetry sonnets You never read up on it, shame, could've learned somethin' Robert Bly on my nightstand, gifts from you, how ironic A curse or a miracle, hearse or an oracle You're incomparable, fuck, it was chemical You (You) plus (Plus) me (Me) was
Us, us, us I felt it, you held it, do you miss us, us? Wonder if you regret the secret of us, us Mistaken for strangers the way it was, was The pain of, the reign of, the flame of us, us The outline, well, sometimes, do you miss us, us? The best kind, well, sometimes, do you miss us?
Compositores: Aaron Brooking Dessener (ASCAP), Gracie Abrams, Taylor Alison Swift (BMI)Editores: Ingrid Stella Music (ASCAP), Sony-ATV Tunes LLC (ASCAP)Administração: Sony Music Publishing LLC, Sony-ATV Tunes LLC (ASCAP)ECAD verificado obra #45087199 em 23/Jul/2024 com dados da UBEM