More songs by Taylor Swift
Description
Sometimes love dies not quietly, but with a bang, as if someone had scattered the fragments of former vows around the room. The smell of smoke still lingers, tears fly, bouncing off the walls, and even dead feelings continue to echo in response. There is something in this music that resembles a farewell ceremony, where guests cry not for you, but for themselves - for what they did not save, did not keep, did not manage to leave beautifully.
Cold grandeur, ashes on the eyelashes, and that strange relief when there is nothing left to lose. Each note is like a step through an empty house, where everything reminds you that sometimes being a ghost is the only way to stay.
Lyrics and translation
Original
We gather here, we line up weeping in a sunlit room.
And if I'm on fire, you'll be made of ashes too.
Even on my worst day, did I deserve, babe, all the hell you gave me?
'Cause I loved you, I swear I loved you till my dying day.
I didn't have it in myself to go with grace.
And you're the hero flying around saving face.
And if I'm dead to you, why are you at the wake?
Cursing my name, wishing I stayed. Look at how my tears ricochet.
We gather stones, never knowing what they'll mean.
Some to throw, some to make a diamond ring.
You know I didn't want to have to haunt you. But what a ghostly scene.
You wear the same jewels that I gave you as you bury me.
I didn't have it in myself to go with grace.
'Cause when I'd fight, you used to tell me I was brave.
And if I'm dead to you, why are you at the wake?
Cursing my name, wishing I stayed. Look at how my tears ricochet.
And I can go anywhere I want.
Anywhere I want, just not home. And you can aim for my heart, go for blood.
But you would still miss me in your bones.
And I still talk to you when I'm screaming at the sky.
And when you can't sleep at night, you hear my soul in the lullabies.
I didn't have it in myself to go with grace.
And so the battleships will sink beneath the waves.
You had to kill me, but it killed you just the same.
Cursing my name, wishing I stayed. You turned into your worst fears.
And you're tossing out blame, drunk on this pain, crossing out the good years.
And you're cursing my name, wishing I stayed. Look at how my tears ricochet.