chorus
Because I dropped your hand while dancing
Left you out there standing
Crestfallen on the landing
Your mom's ring in your pocket
My picture in your wallet
Your heart was glass, I dropped it
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Dom Pérignon, you brought it
No crowd of friends applauded
Your hometown skeptics called it
You had a speech, you're speechless
Love slipped beyond your reaches
And I couldn't give a reason
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Your Midas touch on the Chevy door
November flush and your flannel cure
"This dorm was once a madhouse"
I made a joke, "Well, it's made for me"
How evergreen, our group of friends
Don't think we'll say that word again
And soon they'll have the nerve to deck the halls
That we once walked through
One for the money, two for the show
I never was ready so I watch you go
Sometimes you just don't know the answer
'Til someone's on their knees and asks you
"She would've made such a lovely bride
What a shame she's stuck in her head," they said
But you'll find the real thing instead
She'll patch up your tapestry that I shred
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And hold your hand while dancing
Crestfallen on the landing
Your mom's ring in your pocket
Her picture in your wallet
You won't remember all my
Writer(s): Taylor A. Swift, William Bowery