[00:00.000] 作词 : Taylor Swift/Jack Antonoff
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Taylor Swift/Jack Antonoff
[00:09.408] You left your typewriter at my apartment
[00:13.676] Straight from the Tortured Poets Department
[00:18.011] I think some things I never say
[00:22.744] Like, "Who uses typewriters anyway?" But
[00:26.741] You're in self-sabotage mode, throwing spikes down on the road
[00:30.961] But I've seen this episode and still loved the show
[00:35.018] Who else decodes you?
[00:39.026] And who's gonna hold you like me?
[00:47.712] And who's gonna know you, if not me?
[00:54.818] I laughed in your face and said
[00:57.191] "You're not Dylan Thomas
[00:59.403] I'm not Patti Smith
[01:01.082] This ain't the Chelsea Hotel
[01:03.406] We're modern idiots"
[01:05.233] And who's gonna hold you like me?
[01:13.250] Nobody
[01:17.538] No-****ing-body
[01:20.861] Nobody
[01:27.658] You smoked then ate seven bars of chocolate
[01:31.793] We declared Charlie Puth should be a bigger artist
[01:36.277] I scratch your head, you fall asleep
[01:41.062] Like a tattooed golden retriever
[01:44.755] But you awaken with dread, pounding nails in your head
[01:49.156] But I've read this one where you come undone
[01:52.962] I chose this cyclone with you
[01:57.378] And who's gonna hold you like me? undefined
[02:05.998] And who's gonna know you like me? undefined
[02:13.101] I laughed in your face and said
[02:15.517] "You're not Dylan Thomas
[02:17.733] I'm not Patti Smith
[02:19.374] This ain't the Chelsea Hotel
[02:21.858] We're modern idiots"
[02:23.558] And who's gonna hold you like me? undefined
[02:31.268] No-****ing-body undefined
[02:35.298] Nobody undefined
[02:40.231] Nobody
[02:45.674] Sometimes I wonder if you're gonna screw this up with me
[02:50.090] But you told Lucy you'd kill yourself if I ever leave
[02:54.456] And I had said that to Jack about you, so I felt seen
[02:59.075] Everyone we know understands why it's meant to be
[03:03.843] 'Cause we're crazy
[03:10.716] So tell me
[03:12.425] Who else is gonna know me?
[03:20.042] At dinner, you take my ring off my middle finger and put it on the one
[03:25.443] People put wedding rings on, and that's the closest I've come
[03:30.638] To my heart exploding
[03:33.327] Who's gonna hold you?
[03:38.383] Me
[03:41.950] Who's gonna know you?
[03:47.202] Me
[03:51.019] "And you're not Dylan Thomas
[03:53.435] I'm not Patti Smith
[03:55.103] This ain't the Chelsea Hotel
[03:57.554] We're two idiots"
[03:59.471] Who's gonna hold you?
[04:04.038] Who's gonna hold you? undefined
[04:06.150] Who's gonna hold you? undefined
[04:08.353] Who's gonna hold you?
[04:10.481] Who's gonna hold you?
[04:12.760] Who's gonna hold you? Gonna know you? Gonna troll you?
[04:21.720] You left your typewriter at my apartment
[04:25.936] Straight from the Tortured Poets Department
[04:29.875] Who else decodes you?