My cards are on the table, yours are in your hands Chances are tonight you've already got plans And chances are I will talk myself to sleep again You give me just enough attention To keep my hopes too high Wishful thoughts forget to mention When something's really not right And I will block out these voices of reason in my head
And the voices say, "You are not the exception You will never learn your lesson, foolish one Stop checking your mailbox For confessions of love that ain't never gonna come You will take the long way You will take the long way down"
You know how to keep me waiting I know how to act like I'm fine Don't know what to call this situation But I know I can't call you mine And it's delicate, but I will do my best To seem bulletproof 'Cause when my head is on your shoulder It starts thinking you'll come around And maybe someday when we're older This is something we'll laugh about Over coffee every morning While you're watching the news
But then the voices say, "You are not the exception You will never learn your lesson, foolish one Stop checking your mailbox For confessions of love that ain't never gonna come You will take the long way You will take the long way down Foolish one Stop checking your mailbox For confessions of love that ain't never gonna come You will have to learn the hard way Instead of walking out"
Now I'm sliding down the wall with my head in my hands Saying, "How could I not see the signs? " Oh, you haven't written me or called But goodbye screaming in the silence And the voices in my head are telling me why 'Cause you got her on your arm and me in the wings I'll get your longing glances But she'll get your ring And you will say you had the best of intentions And maybe I will finally learn my lesson
But then the voices say, "You are not the exception You will never learn your lesson, foolish one Stop checking your mailbox For confessions of love that ain't never gonna come You will take the long way You will take the long way down Foolish one Stop checking your mailbox For confessions of love that ain't never gonna come You will have to learn the hard way Instead of walking out"
Ain't never gonna come Ooh, you will learn the hard way now Foolish one Sitting 'round waiting for confessions of love They ain't never gonna come And thinking he's the one, you should've been walking out Foolish one The day is gonna come For your confessions of love When all is said and done He just wasn't the one, no he just wasn't the one
Compositor: Taylor Alison Swift (Taylor A Swift) (BMI)Editor: Taylor Swift Music (BMI)ECAD verificado obra #26492553 em 20/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM