Renegade - Big Red Machine ft. Taylor Swift

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

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?

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?

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, to need somebody

To need somebody, to need

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

Is it insensitive for me to say

"Get your shit together so I can love you"?

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 really your anxiety that stops you

From giving me everything

Or do you just not want to?