Pretty Rig

Swollen sinuses filled with filthy diamonds
Worried and white where your money has gone
I said «hey, what’s wrong?»
You said nothing at all
But Taylor, my chest hurts
I really fear that every breath could be my last
Oh Taylor, my whole world
Is staying awake just to make you laugh
The sound of your heart could make time stop
We mothered each other when no one else would
So why, when we’re lying here
Are your eyes filled with tears?
Oh Taylor, my chest hurts
I’ll never fall asleep with all this glass in my blood
Oh Taylor, our whole world
Is drowning in the mud of someone else’s flood
And now, even though all your reasons are gone
You swear that she has always been the only one
Taylor, your failure is the very worst one
It’s that you never learned how to love