Talor Swift

This is cruel summer*Fever dream high in the quiet of the night,you know that i caught it, bad,bad,Boy,Shiny toy with a price you know that i brought it,Killing Me slow,out on the window Im always waiting for you to be waiting below,Devils Roll the dice!'Angels roll their eyes!what doesnt kill me,Makes me want you more And its new the shape of your body is blue,the feeling i've got,And its ooh,Woah-Oh Its a cruel summer,its cool thatd what i tell em no rules in breakable heaven,but ooh whoa-oh.