Dear Taylor Lyrics

Dear Taylor

A soft comely frame

That can tear up like paper

Dear Taylor

Daughter of the Sheriff

Whose a dog to the Mayor

And the Gospel

And Oh Taylor

Most things are sad

But some you should savor

Dear Taylor

But oh Taylor

You can't just wrap up your feelings

And call it your heart

No You Can't Taylor

You're a wage-driver

Mulling in every direction

And it breaks my heart to see

Your love just blossom then wither

And wither

And boy

Am I wasting my time

And the fruits of my labor

Or perhaps it's just a lesson for the crime

I'll flee the company

Of branded blue luxuries

Of Taylor and another

Circular life

Circular life