TAYLOR SWIFT - False God & Tis The Damn Season Live At Toronto Eras Tour (PIANO SURPRISE SONG) N1

[@Disdisapear13]

It was rare, I was there, I remember it all too well. ❤

[@Daydream-u4c]

was here and i can say it was absolutely unreal

[@Chegirl]

We were crazy to think, crazy to think that this could work Remember how I said I'd die for you? We were stupid to jump in the ocean separating us Remember how I'd fly to you? And I can't talk to you when you're like this Staring out the window like I'm not your favorite town I'm New York City I still do it for you, babe They all warned us about times like this They say the road gets hard and you get lost When you're led by blind faith Blind faith But we might just get away with it Religion's in your lips Even if it's a false god We'd still worship We might just get away with it The altar is my hips Even if it's a false god We'd still worship this love We'd still worship this love We'd still worship this love If I wanted to know who you were hanging with While I was gone I would have asked you It's the kind of cold, fogs up windshield glass But I felt it when I passed you There's an ache in you put there by the ache in me But if it's all the same to you It's the same to me So we could call it even You could call me babe for the weekend 'Tis the damn season, write this down I'm staying at my parents' house And the road not taken looks real good now And it always leads to you in my hometown Sleep in half the day just for old times' sake I won't ask you to wait if you don't ask me to stay So I'll go back to LA and the so-called friends Who'll write books about me, if I ever make it And wonder about the only soul who can tell which smiles I'm faking And the heart I know I'm breaking is my own To leave the warmest bed I've ever known But we might just get away with it Religion's in your lips Even if it's a false god We'd still worship We might just get away with it The altar is my hips Even if it's a false god We'd still worship this love We'd still worship this love We'd still worship this love Even if it's a false god We could call it even You could call me babe for the weekend 'Tis the damn season, write this down I'm stayin' at my parents' house And the road not taken looks real good now Time flies, messy as the mud on your truck tires Now I'm missing your smile, hear me out We could just ride around And the road not taken looks real good now And it always leads to you in my hometown It always leads to you in my hometown We could call it even Cause we still worship this love Even if it's a false god We could call it even 'Tis the damn season

[@x_x5602]

thx u !!!

[@lonbub6832]

She’s wearing that dark red/ black lipstick. Hmmmm… Rep anyone?