Illicit Affairs - Taylor Swift

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[Intro]
    

[Verse 1]

  Make sure no

body sees you 

leave
           
   Hood over y

              
our head, keep

           
 your eyes dow


n
              
Tell your frie

              
nds you’re out

           
 for a run,   

          
 you’ll be flu

shed when you 

return

  Take the roa

d less travele

d by
           
   Tell yourse

              
lf you can alw

    
ays stop
              
What started i

              
n beautiful ro

   
oms ends with 

meetings in pa

rking lots

[Chorus]
          
    And that’s

              
 the thing abo

         
ut illicit aff

         
airs and cland

estine meeting

s and longing 

stares
          
It’s born from

          
 just one sing

            
le glance, but

             
 it dies and i

              
t dies and it 

       
dies a million

 little times

[Verse 2]
            
  Leave the pe

              
rfume on the s

           
helf   that yo

              
u picked out j

        
ust for him
              
So you leave n

              
o trace behind

          
,    like you 


don’t even exi

st
            
  Take the wor

              
ds for what th

           
ey are:   a dw

              
indling mercur

    
ial high, a dr

ug that only w

orked 

 The first few

 hundred times

[Chorus]
          
    And that’s

              
 the thing abo

         
ut illicit aff

         
airs and cland

estine meeting

s and stolen s

tares
          
They show thei

            
r truth one si

          
ngle time, but

             
 they lie and 

              
they lie and t

          
hey lie a mill

ion little tim

es

[Bridge]
              
And you wanna 

        
scream: don’t 

call me “kid,”

 don’t call me

 “baby”

Look at this g

odforsaken mes

s that you mad

e me
            
You showed me 

              
colors you kno

              
w I can’t see 

     
with anyone el

se

Don’t call me 

“kid,” don’t c

all me “baby”

Look at this i

diotic fool th

at you made me
            
You taught me 

              
a secret langu

              
age I can’t sp

         
eak with anyon

e else

[Outro]
           
And you know d

        
amn well, for 

             
you I would ru

            
in myself a mi

llion little t

imes

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