“Renegade”
(feat. Taylor Swift)
The shape of you
Was jagged and weak
There was nowhere for me to stay
But I stayed anyway
And if I would’ve known
How many pieces you had crumbled into
I might have let them lay
Are you really gonna talk about timing in times like these?
And let all your damage, damage me
And carry your baggage up my street
And make me your future history
It’s time, you’ve come a long way
Open the blinds, let me see your face
You wouldn’t be the first renegade
To need somebody
Is it insensitive for me to say
Get your shit together
So I can love you?
Is it really your anxiety
That stops you from giving me everything
Or do you just not want to?
I tapped on your window on your darkest night
The shape of you
Was jagged and weak
There was nowhere for me to stay
But I stayed anyway
You fire off missiles cause you hate yourself
But do you know you’re demolishing me?
And then you squeeze my hand as I’m about to leave
Are you really gonna talk about timing in times like these?
Let all your damage, damage me
And carry your baggage up my street
And make me your future history
It’s time, you’ve come a long way
Open the blinds, let me see your face
You wouldn’t be the first renegade
To need somebody
Is it insensitive for me to say
Get your shit together
So I can love you?
Is it really your anxiety
That stops you from giving me everything
Or do you just not want to?
And if I would’ve known
How sharp the pieces were
You’d crumbled into
I might’ve let them lay
Are you really gonna talk about timing in times like these?
And let all your damage, damage me
And carry your baggage up my street
And make me your future history
It’s time, you’ve come a long way
Open the blinds, let me see your face
You wouldn’t be the first renegade
To need somebody
To need somebody
I need somebody
To need somebody
To need somebody
(Are you really gonna talk about timing in times like these?)
Is it insensitive for me to say
(And let all your damage, damage me)
Get your shit together
(And carry your baggage up my street)
So I can love you?
(And make me your future history)
Is it really your anxiety
(It’s time, you’ve come a long way)
That stops you from giving me everything
(Open the blinds, let me see your face
You wouldn’t be the first renegade
To need somebody)
Or do you just not want to?
