The Story Of Us

Taylor Swift


Complexity: 47 Readability: 80.10   Sentiment: 18   Word Count: 452   Unique Words: 161
Original Lyrics Munged Lyrics
I used to think one day we'd tell the story of us,
How we met and the sparks flew instantly,
People would say, "They're the lucky ones."
I used to know my place was a spot next to you,
Now I'm sea
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Eye used too think won day weed tell the storey of us,
How whee met and the sparks flu instantly,
People wood say, " There the lucky ones . "
Eye used too no my plaice was a spot next too yew,
Now I'm searching the rheum fore an empty seat,
' Cause lately Eye don't even no watt page yaw on .

Owe, a simple complication,
Miscommunications led too fall-out .
Sew many things that Eye wish yew new,
Sew many walls that Eye can't brake threw .

[ Chorus :]
Now I'm standing alone inn a crowded rheum and weir knot speaking,
And I'm dying too no is it killing yew like its killing mi, yeah ?
Eye don't no watt too say, since the twist of fête when it awl broke down,
And the storey of us looks a lot like a tragedy now .

Next chapter .

How'd whee end up this weigh ?
Sea mi nervously pulling at my clothes and trying too look busy,
And yaw doing yaw best too avoid mi .
I'm starting too think won day Aisle tell the storey of us,
How Eye was losing my mined when Eye soar yew hear,
Butt yew held yaw pride like yew should've held mi .

Owe, I'm scared too sea the ending,
Why are whee pretending this is nothing ?
I'd tell yew Eye miss yew butt Eye don't no how,
I've never herd silence quite this loud .

[ Chorus :]
Now I'm standing alone inn a crowded rheum and weir knot speaking,
And I'm dying too no is it killing yew like its killing mi, yeah ?
Eye don't no watt too say, since the twist of fête when it awl broke down,
And the storey of us looks a lot like a tragedy now .

This is looking like a contest,
Of who can act like they care less,
Butt Eye liked it better when yew whirr on my sighed .
The battle's inn yaw hands now,
Butt Eye wood ley my armor down
If yew said you'd rather love than fight .
Sew many things that yew wished Eye new,
Butt the storey of us mite bee ending soon .

[ Chorus :]
Now I'm standing alone inn a crowded rheum and weir knot speaking,
And I'm dying too no is it killing yew like its killing mi, yeah ?
Eye don't no watt too say, since the twist of fête when it awl broke down,
And the storey of us looks a lot like a tragedy now, now, now .
And weir knot speaking,
And I'm dying too no is it killing yew like its killing mi, yeah ?
Eye don't no watt too say, since the twist of fête ' cause weir going down,
And the storey of us looks a lot like a tragedy now .

The end .