Delicate

Written by：Taylor Swift/Max Martin/Karl Johan Schuster

Dive bar on the east side where you at

Phone lights up my nightstand in the black

Come here you can meet me in the back

Dark jeans and your Nikes look at you

Oh d**n never seen that color blue

Just think of the fun things we could do

'Cause I like you

This ain't for the best

My reputation's never been worse so

You must like me for me

Yeah I want you

We can't make

Any promises now can we babe

But you can make me a drink

Is it cool that I said all that

Is it chill that you're in my head

'Cause I know that it's delicate delicate

Is it cool that I said all that

Is it too soon to do this yet

'Cause I know that it's delicate

Isn't it isn't it isn't it isn't it

Isn't it isn't it isn't it isn't it

Delicate

Third floor on the west side me and you

Handsome your mansion with a view

Do the girls back home touch you like I do

Long night with your hands up in my hair

Echoes of your footsteps on the stairs

Stay here honey I don't wanna share

'Cause I like you

This ain't for the best

My reputation's never been worse so

You must like me for me

Yeah I want you

We can't make

Any promises now can we babe

But you can make me a drink

Is it cool that I said all that

Is it chill that you're in my head

'Cause I know that it's delicate delicate

Is it cool that I said all that

Is it too soon to do this yet

'Cause I know that it's delicate

Isn't it isn't it isn't it isn't it

Isn't it isn't it isn't it isn't it

Delicate