Lyrics Fresh Out The Slammer.lrc Taylor Swift
[id: wvdektra]
[ar: Taylor Swift]
[al: THE TORTURED POETS DEPARTMENT]
[ti: Fresh Out The Slammer]
[length: 03:31]
[00:11.18]Now pretty baby, I’m running back home to you
[00:18.16]
[00:22.40]Fresh out the slammer
[00:24.51]I know who my first call will be to (fresh out the slammer, oh)
[00:33.04]Another summer, taking cover, rolling thunder
[00:37.26]He don’t understand me
[00:41.70]
[00:43.86]Splintered back in winter, silent dinners, bitter
[00:48.29]He was with her in dreams
[00:52.32]
[00:54.72]Gray and blue and fights and tunnels
[00:58.09]Handcuffed to the spell I was under
[01:01.29]For just one hour of sunshine
[01:05.66]Years of labor, locks and ceilings
[01:08.93]In the shade of how he was feeling
[01:11.73]But it’s gonna be alright, I did my time
[01:16.25]Now pretty baby, I’m running back home to you
[01:24.64]
[01:27.38]Fresh out the slammer
[01:29.75]I know who my first call will be to (fresh out the slammer, oh)
[01:38.79]Camera flashes, welcome bashes
[01:41.49]Get the matches, toss the ashes off the ledge
[01:48.43]As I said in my letters, now that I know better
[01:52.76]I will never lose my baby again
[01:57.36]
[02:00.31]My friends tried but I wouldn’t hear it
[02:03.57]Watched me daily disappearing
[02:06.89]For just one glimpse of his smile
[02:10.81]All those nights you kept me goin’
[02:13.97]Swirled you into all of my poems
[02:17.10]Now we’re at the starting line, I did my time
[02:22.35]Now pretty baby, I’m runnin’
[02:28.04]To the house where you still wait up and that porch light gleams (gleams)
[02:34.56]To the one who says I’m the girl of his American dreams
[02:40.57]And no matter what I’ve done, it wouldn’t matter anyway
[02:44.07]Ain’t no way I’m gonna screw up, now that I know what’s at stake here
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[02:50.54]At the park where we used to sit on children’s swings
[02:56.08]Wearing imaginary rings
[03:00.76]
[03:04.38]But it’s gonna be alright, I did my time
[03:07.42]Year of Release: 2024