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OFF LIVE - Taylor Swift Performing "Live On The Seine" @ Paris, FRANCE https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8W_278Mc0Lo This version is without capo. Tabs Asus2: 002200 B5: 024400 C#m7: 046650 C#m: 446654 E: 022100 B: 224442 G#m: 466444 [Verse 1]
Loving him is like Asus2driving a new MaseraC#m7ti down a dead-end sB5treet Asus2Faster than the wind, passionate as C#m7sin, ending so B5suddenly Loving him is like Asus2trying to change your mind once you're C#m7already flying through the B5free fall Like the Asus2colors in autumn, so C#m7bright just before theyB5 lose it all
[Chorus]
Losing him was Asus2blue like I'd never Eknown Missing him was B5dark grey all alone Forgetting him was Asus2like trying to know C#m7somebody you neverB5 met
But loving him was red Asus2 C#m7 B5 Loving him was redAsus2 C#m7 B5
[Verse 2]
Touching him was like rAsus2ealizing all you ever C#m7wanted was right there in B5front of you Memorizing him was as Asus2easy as knowing all the C#m7words to your old favoB5rite song Fighting with him was like Asus2trying to solve a crossword andC#m7 realizing there's no right ansB5wer Regretting him was like wAsus2ishing you never found C#m7out that love could be that B5strong
[Chorus]
Losing him was Asus2blue like I'd never Eknown Missing him was B5dark grey all alone Forgetting him was Asus2like trying to know C#m7somebody you neverB5 met
But loving him was red Asus2 C#m7 B5 Burning red Asus2 C#m7 B5
[Bridge]
Remembering him comes in Asus2flashbacks and B5echoes Tell myself it's C#m7time now, gotta lBet go But moving on from C#mhim is impossible G#mWhen I still see it all in my Bhead

N.C.

In burning red ( Solo )

N.C.

Burning, it was red ( Solo )
[Chorus]
Oh, losing him was Asus2blue like I'd never Eknown Missing him was B5dark grey all alone Forgetting him was Asus2like trying to know C#m7somebody you neverB5 met B5'Cause loving him was rAsus2ed yeah,C#m7 yeah, B5red B5We're burning Asus2red C#m7 B5
[Post-Chorus]
And Asus2that's why he's spinnin' 'C#m7round in my head BComes back to me, bG#murning reBd C#m7Yeah, yeaB5h
His love was like Asus2driving a new MaseC#m7rati down a dead-end B5street