I live down the street in a broken down house
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And a car up on blocks in the driveway
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The moment we meet, there was never a doubt
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That we won't forget this Sunday
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It starts with a smile, and we walk a few miles
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And it all leads to this - our first kiss
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All my friends are saying
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Girl, what are you thinking?
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You're better off,
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you're better off without him
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Find yourself another
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Girl, that boy is trouble
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You're better off, you're better off
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They can talk forever, they just don't know better
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We drive around town in a rusty old truck
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Somehow it feels like we're flying
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Don't wanna come down
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But they make it so tough
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'Cause everyone we know is trying
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To push us apart hide it down in our hearts
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And they get what they want cause you're gone
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All my friends are saying
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Girl, why are you crying?
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You're better off, you're better off without him
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Find yourself another
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Girl, that boy is trouble
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You're better off, you're better off
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They can talk forever, they just don't know better
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You come to my door
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In the pouring rain
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We know what we don't have to say
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You hand me a rose and a note that says
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We don't have to do things their way
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All my friends are saying
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Girl, what are you thinking?
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You're better off, you're better off without him
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Find yourself another
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Girl, that boy is trouble
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You're better off, you're better off
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Well, they can talk forever, they just don't know better
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Better Off
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| Taylor Swift |
