1989 in 4 Minutes - Peter Hollens/Evynne Hollens

'Cause baby now we got bad blood

You know it used to be mad love

So take a look what you've done

'Cause baby now we got bad blood

Hey

'Cause the players gonna play play play play play

And the haters gonna hate hate hate hate hate

Baby I'm just gonna shake shake shake shake shake

I shake it off I shake it off

Heart-breakers gonna break break break break break

And the fakers gonna fake fake fake fake fake

Baby I'm just gonna shake shake shake shake shake

I shake it off I shake it off

It's a new soundtrack

I could dance to this beat beat

Forever more

The lights are so bright

But they never blind me me

Welcome to New York

It's been waiting for you

Welcome to New York

Welcome to New York

I wish you would come back

Wish I never hung up the phone like I did

I wish you knew that I'll never forget you as long as I live

And I wish you were right here right now it's all good

I wish you would

I I I I I I wish I wish

And that's how it works

It's how you get the girl girl

Oh

And that's how it works

It's how you get the girl girl

Rain came pouring down when I was drowning

That's when I could finally breathe

And by morning gone was any trace of you

I think I am finally clean

This love is good this love is bad

This love is alive back from the dead

These hands had to let it go free

And this love came back to me

Say you'll remember me standing in a nice dress

Staring at the sunset babe

Red lips and rosy cheeks

Say you'll see me again

Even if it's just in your wildest dreams oh ah

Wildest dreams oh ah

Stay

Hey all you had to do was stay

Had me in the palm of your hand

Then why'd you have to go and lock me out when I let you in

Stay hey now you say you want it

Back now that it's just too late

Well it could've been easy

All you had to do was stay

'Cause we're young and we're reckless

We'll take this way too far

It'll leave you breathless

Or with a nasty scar

Got a long list of ex-lovers

They'll tell you I'm insane

But I've got a blank space baby

And I'll write your name

Are we out of the woods yet

Are we out of the woods yet

Are we out of the woods yet

Are we out of the woods

Are we in the clear yet

Are we in the clear yet

Are we in the clear yet

In the clear yet

Good

Are we out of the woods yet

Are we out of the woods yet

Are we out of the woods yet

Are we out of the woods

Are we in the clear yet

Are we in the clear yet

Are we in the clear yet

In the clear yet

You got that James Dean daydream look in your eye

And I got that red lip classic thing that you like

And when we go crashing down we come back every time

'Cause we never go out of style

We never go out of style

'Cause we're young and we're reckless

We'll take this way too far

It'll leave you breathless

Or with a nasty scar

Got a long list of ex-lovers

They'll tell you I'm insane

But I've got a blank space baby

And I'll write your name