Alright new songfic! Our Song by Taylor Swift
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Our Song
Edward and I were driving home from Seattle in my truck, yes that's right, my truck. Then he turned on the radio. He knew every word to every song, but I realized that none of them represented us.
"Edward we don't have a song."
"You're right Bella, we don't. Would you like to find one?"
"Yeah, let's start right away."
"Alright, I'll fiddle with the radio you listen."
It took too long, It took too long, It took too long, for you to call back. And normally I would just forget that, Except for the fact it was my birthday. My stupid birthday.
Nope, seeing as neither of us were having a birthday anytime soon, this one didn't work.
"No, next."
Why does it feel like night today?
Something in here's not right today
Why am I so uptight today?
Paranoia's all I got left
I don't know what stressed me first
or how the pressure was fed/but I know just what it feels like
To have a voice in the back of my head
It's like a face that I hold inside
A face that awakes when I close my eyes
A face that watches every time I lie
A face that laughs every time I fall(And watches everything)
So I know that when it's time to sink or swim
The face inside is here in me/right underneath my skin
It's like I'm/paranoid lookin' over my back
It's like a/whirlwind inside of my head
It's like I/can't stop what I'm hearing within
It's like the face inside is right beneath my skin
I know I've got a face in me
Points out all the mistakes to me
You've got a face on the inside too and
Your paranoia's probably worse
I don't know what set me off first but I know what I can't stand
Everybody acts like the fact of the matter is
I can't add up to what you can
But everybody has a face that they hold inside
A face that awakes when I close my eyes
A face that watches every time they lie
A face that laughs every time they fall(And watches everything)
So you know that when it's time to sink or swim
That the face inside is watching you too/right inside your skin
It's like I'm/paranoid lookin' over my back
It's like a/whirlwind, inside of my head
It's like I/can't stop, what I'm hearing within
It's like the face inside is right beneath the skin
It's like I'm/paranoid lookin' over my back
It's like a/whirlwind inside of my head
It's like I/can't stop what I'm hearing within
It's like the face inside is right beneath my skin(The face inside is right beneath your skin)
(The face inside is right beneath your skin)(The face inside is right beneath your skin)
The sun goes down
I feel the light betray me
The sun goes downI feel the light betray me(The sun)
It's like I'm/paranoid looking over my back
It's like a/whirlwind inside of my head
It's like I/can't stop what I'm hearing within(I feel the light betray me)
It's like the face inside is right beneath your skin(The sun)
It's like I'm/paranoid looking over my back
It's like a/whirlwind inside of my head
It's like I/can't stop what I'm hearing within(I feel the light betray me)
It's like I/can't stop what I'm hearing within
It's like I/can't stop what I'm hearing within
It's like the face inside is right beneath my skin
"No, I don't think so,"
"Alright, next up, top 20 with Ryan Secrest"
Bright, cold silver moon.Tonight, alone in my room.
You were here just yesterday.Slight turn of the head, eyes end when you said
I guess I need my life to change.Seems like something's just not the same.What would say?
I need a little more luck, than a little bit,'cause every time I get stuck, the words won't fit.And every time that I try to get tongue tied, I need a little good love to get me by.
I need a little more help, than a little bit.Like the perfect one word no one should get.'cause every time that I try to get tongue tied, I need a little good love to me by this time.
I stare up at the stars
I wonder just where you are
You feel a million miles away
I wonder just where you are
Was it something I said, or something I never did.
Or was I always in the way
Was it something I did
Can someone tell me what to say, to just make you stay
I need a little more luck, than a little bit,'cause every time I get stuck, the words won't fit.And every time that I try to get tongue tied, I need a little good love to get me by
I need a little more help, than a little bit.Like the perfect one word no one should get.'cause every time that I try to get tongue tied, I need a little good love to me by this time.
I know it feels like again
to want to be here again.
And we could help each other off the ground, so we never fall down again
And what it takes I don't care, were gonna make it I swear.
And we could help each other off the ground, so we never fall down again, again.
I need a little more luck, than a little bit,'cause every time I get stuck, the words won't fit.And every time that I try to get tongue tied, I need a little good love to get me by.
I need a little more help, than a little bit.Like the perfect one word no one should get.'cause every time that I try to get tongue tied, I need a little good love to me by this time.
I know it feels like again
to want to be here again.
And we could help each other off the ground, so we never fall down again.
And what it takes I don't care, were gonna make it I swear.And we could help each other off the ground, so we never fall down again, again.
"Nope, sounds like us, but its just not right."
"Next."
Found my way to the highway,
I don't wanna tell you the state I'm in
I've had too much to smoke, too much to drink,
where have I been?
I feel like the stars are getting closer and the sky is closing in
And I don't know where to begin
We're all looking for something, to take away the pain
Me, and you, and my medication
"NO WAY, NO MEDICATION"
Now, Watch me Yua...
(Crank Dat Soulja Boy)
Now, Watch me Yua...
(Crank Dat Soulja Boy)
Now, Watch me Yua...
(Crank Dat Soulja Boy)
Now, Watch me Yua...
(Crank Dat Soulja Boy)
"Nah, too repetitive."
"Okay."
I heard you on the wireless back in Fifty Two
Lying awake intent at tuning in on you.
If I was young it didn't stop you coming through.
Oh-a oh
They took the credit for your second symphony.
Rewritten by machine and new technology,
and now I understand the problems you can see.
Oh-a oh
I met your children
Oh-a oh
What did you tell them?
Video killed the radio star.
Video killed the radio star.
Pictures came and broke your heart.
Oh-a-a-a oh
And now we meet in an abandoned studio.
We hear the playback and it seems so long ago.
And you remember the jingles used to go.
Oh-a oh You were the first one.
Oh-a oh You were the last one.
Video killed the radio star.
Video killed the radio star.
In my mind and in my car, we can't rewind we've gone to far
Oh-a-aho oh, Oh-a-aho oh
Video killed the radio star.
Video killed the radio star.
In my mind and in my car, we can't rewind we've gone to far.
Pictures came and broke your heart put the blame on VCR.
You are a radio star. You are a radio star.
Video killed the radio star. Video killed the radio star. Video killed the radio star. Video killed the radio star.
Video killed the radio star. (You are a radio star.)
"Oh I remember that one, it was 80's music."
"What do you think?" I asked him, we had better hurry; it was only 20 more minutes to home.
"No."
I was riding shotgun with my hair undone in the front seat of his car
He's got a one-hand feel on the steering wheel
The other on my heart
I look around, turn the radio down
He says baby is something wrong?
I say nothing I was just thinking how we don't have a song
And he says...
[Chorus:Our song is the slamming screen door,
Sneakin' out late, tapping on your window
When we're on the phone and you talk real slow
Cause it's late and your mama don't know
Our song is the way you laugh
The first date "man, I didn't kiss her, and I should have"
And when I got home ... before I said amen
Asking God if he could play it again
I was walking up the front porch steps after everything that day
Had gone all wrong and been trampled onAnd lost and thrown away
Got to the hallway, well on my way to my lovin' bed
I almost didn't notice all the roses
And the note that said...
[Repeat Chorus
I've heard every album, listened to the radio
Waited for something to come along
That was as good as our song...
Cause our song is the slamming screen doo
rSneaking out late, tapping on his window
When we're on the phone and he talks real slow
Cause it's late and his mama don't know
Our song is the way he laughs
The first date "man, I didn't kiss him, and I should have"
And when I got home, before I said amenA
sking God if he could play it again
I was riding shotgun with my hair undone
In the front seat of his carI
grabbed a pen and an old napkin
And I... wrote down our song
"Yeah, that's it." Edward and I said it simultaneously, so we knew it was the one. It was Our Song.
R&R
Love Peace and Songs for Couples,
xxMiss.Bella.Marie.Cullen