Taylor Swift - FORTNIGHT

Fortnight feat. Post Malone is Taylor Swift's first single from her upcoming album "The Tortured Poets Department" released April 19, 2024. She teased: "I've been such a huge fan of Post because of the writer he is, his musical experimentation and those melodies he creates that just stick in your head forever. I got to witness that magic come to life firsthand when we worked together." Fortnight single was produced by Jack Antonoff, and written by Taylor Swift, Jack Antonoff & Post Malone. Fortnight feat. Post Malone Song Lyrics are added here:



I was supposed to be sent away,
but they forgot to come and get me
I was a functioning alcoholic
till nobody noticed my new aesthetic
All of this to say, I hope you're okay,
but you're the reason
and no one here's to blame,
but what about your quiet treason?


[Chorus:]
And for a fortnight there, we were forever
Run into you sometimes ask about the weather
Now you're in my backyard, turned into good neighbors
Your wife waters flowers,
I wanna kill her


All my mornings are Mondays stuck in an endless February
I took the miracle move-on drug, the effects were temporary


And I love you, it's ruining my life
(I love you, it's ruining my life)
I touched you for only a fortnight
(I touched you)
But I touched you


[Chorus:]
And for a fortnight there, we were forever
Run into you sometimes ask about the weather
Now you're in my backyard, turned into good neighbors
Your wife waters flowers,
I wanna kill her.
And for a fortnight there, we were together
Run into you sometimes comment on my sweater
Now you're at the mailbox, turned into good neighbors
My husband is cheating,
I wanna kill him.


I love you, it's ruining my life
(I love you, it's ruining my life)
I touched you for only a fortnight
(I touched you)
I touched you

I love you, it's ruining my life
(I love you, it's ruining my life)
I touched you for only a fortnight
(I touched you)
I touched you


Thought of calling ya, but you won't pick up
Another fortnight lost in America
Move to Florida, buy the car you want
But it won't start up till you touch, touch, touch me
Thought of calling ya, but you won't pick up
Another fortnight lost in America
Move to Florida, buy the car you want
But it won't start up till I touch, touch, touch you.

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