The song 'Fortnight' by Taylor Swift and Post Malone tells a story about strong feelings, complicated relationships, and secret wishes. It talks about love, betrayal, and wanting someone who doesn't feel the same. The word 'fortnight' shows short-lived happiness and guilty pleasures, leading to sadness. It shows how messy relationships can be and the results of hiding emotions. “I was supposed to be sent away / But they forgot to come and get me,” she kickstarts the song in the first verse with lines suggesting an admission to a hospital for people with mental illnesses. She goes in the verse admitting her lover is the reason why she is like this. In the chorus, she sings about their time in love and reflects on how he has now settled with someone else. “I took the miracle move-on drug, the effects were temporary / And I love you, it’s ruining my life,” on the second verse she details her struggles to forget about him and the negative effects of her failure. “Thought of callin’ ya, but you won’t pick up / ‘Nother fortnight lost in America,” Post Malone sings in the outro.
One Minute is all it took
and now I get it
Hey Look!
There’s a lot of history here let me tell you
I hope you’re sitting down, baby,
Sorry, it took so long
but you were far away,
And I just found your phone number today
So I’ll spit it out now baby
Are you feeling me?
I don’t believe your stories
You’re no more brave than you used to be
Take me seriously
I’ll pretend that I’m not he
But it’s still hurts and I still breathe
But while I’m quick to admit that the outlook’s bleak
I’m pulling in five hundred bucks a week
I’m fine with the way things are
And I’m in love
There’s nothing I would rather do
Than anything involving you
You’re still the one I can’t stop thinking of
Got lost on the Penna Turnpike
The grey moon was bright as a prison searchlight
How soon we forget how much it hurt the first time
And I smiled at the stroke of midnight
Cause I knew the trap I’m in is skin tight
Somehow I know we’ll get by
Because I’m much smarter now
I know all your secrets and even they don’t get me down
Your hard to figure out and even harder to please
But that’s what I need
I know it’s hard to believe but just trust me
I know how it feels to be seventeen
To be young and in love
And feel so unclean
To just lie in your bed and you pray that your eyes won’t close
Cause heaven only knows how much I dream about you
I know what I’d be without you
And the saddest image I have seen
You run right through my scar queer ass
And shatter my heart of glass
And how hard I’ll laugh
As I cash in the insurance policy
You say it’s obvious
Then prefer honesty
Well, I’m in no mood to defend my immodesty
So let’s just pretend that I’ve ended my odyssey
Where else can I go?
You’re the sweetest girl I know
I’m pregnant
And I’m coming home to you
But what can we do?
There’s some indiscretion
Who needs an ancient history lesson
I feel good
And you look fetching
O as if there’s any question!
and now I get it
Hey Look!
There’s a lot of history here let me tell you
I hope you’re sitting down, baby,
Sorry, it took so long
but you were far away,
And I just found your phone number today
So I’ll spit it out now baby
Are you feeling me?
I don’t believe your stories
You’re no more brave than you used to be
Take me seriously
I’ll pretend that I’m not he
But it’s still hurts and I still breathe
But while I’m quick to admit that the outlook’s bleak
I’m pulling in five hundred bucks a week
I’m fine with the way things are
And I’m in love
There’s nothing I would rather do
Than anything involving you
You’re still the one I can’t stop thinking of
Got lost on the Penna Turnpike
The grey moon was bright as a prison searchlight
How soon we forget how much it hurt the first time
And I smiled at the stroke of midnight
Cause I knew the trap I’m in is skin tight
Somehow I know we’ll get by
Because I’m much smarter now
I know all your secrets and even they don’t get me down
Your hard to figure out and even harder to please
But that’s what I need
I know it’s hard to believe but just trust me
I know how it feels to be seventeen
To be young and in love
And feel so unclean
To just lie in your bed and you pray that your eyes won’t close
Cause heaven only knows how much I dream about you
I know what I’d be without you
And the saddest image I have seen
You run right through my scar queer ass
And shatter my heart of glass
And how hard I’ll laugh
As I cash in the insurance policy
You say it’s obvious
Then prefer honesty
Well, I’m in no mood to defend my immodesty
So let’s just pretend that I’ve ended my odyssey
Where else can I go?
You’re the sweetest girl I know
I’m pregnant
And I’m coming home to you
But what can we do?
There’s some indiscretion
Who needs an ancient history lesson
I feel good
And you look fetching
O as if there’s any question!
Lyrics submitted by teh merrymaker
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