Taylor Swift Delicate

This ain't for the best

My reputation's never been worse, so

You must like me for me

We can't make any promises

Now can we, babe?

But you can make me a drink

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, damn, 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?