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.
The best thought out of arguments,
Will falter in the wake of proximity,
With that in mind I've been convinced,
Someone's into you- that you're somebody's puppet.
Moving on dragging feet,
You're gliding towards your window,
On a preset line.
He delicately slacks,
The strings suspending your neck,
And you slump your spine.
You don't respect yourself at all,
Two words from him and you will crawl,
It's like I'm talking to a wall.
Girl he's so bad for you,
I try to lay it out loud you don't know what you're doing,
But nothing gets through and I'm talking to a wall.
The worst thought out accomplishments,
Will instill him with the merit of unsurpassable measure,
Just 'cause he orders the same thing that you do at Denny's,
It doesn't mean you're connecting it only means that he's hungry.
And any, one, can see, you lay down the boundaries,
But he does not care.
And if it's, for, a photo shoot, you let him see you naked,
While he dyes your hair.
You don't respect yourself at all,
Two words from him and you will crawl,
It's like I'm talking to a wall.
Girl he's so bad for you,
I try to lay it out loud you don't know what you're doing,
But nothing gets through and I'm talking to a wall.
We've been down this road before,
But you're like level 60 Rosa from Final Fantasy Four,
And I'm trying to request that you reconsider your defensive conjecture.
Yeah.
You don't respect yourself at all,
Two words from him and you will crawl,
It's like I'm talking to a wall.
Girl he's so bad for you,
I try to lay it out loud you don't know what you're doing,
But nothing gets through and I'm talking to a wall.
Every move he makes, designed to be sedate,
Motion of the ocean, but I'm staying awake.
And as the time goes by, you get hypnotized,
Nothing will reflect what he shines in your eyes.
He tries to make it seem you're crazy or sick,
But not a single one of your friends will fall for the trick,
You aren't weak or stupid, crazy or shoddy,
And the truth is that your sickness resides outside of your body.
Are you his daughter? (NO)
His dog? (NO)
His posession or pet? (HELL NO)
I could imagine (YEAH)
A no more (YEAH)
Beautiful marionette. (HELL YEAH)
And I am (YEAH)
Simply relying (YEAH)
On my insistence to prove, (HELL YEAH)
That every motion (YEAH)
He makes (YEAH)
Is another terrible move, (UH HUH)
Which it is.
You don't respect yourself at all,
Two words from him and you will crawl,
It's like I'm talking to a wall.
Girl he's so bad for you,
I try to lay it out loud you don't know what you're doing,
But nothing gets through and I'm talking to a wall.
You don't respect yourself at all,
Two words from him and you will crawl,
It's like I'm talking to a wall.
I don't respect myself at all,
One word from you and I'll be all upons,
I'm talking to a wall.
Will falter in the wake of proximity,
With that in mind I've been convinced,
Someone's into you- that you're somebody's puppet.
Moving on dragging feet,
You're gliding towards your window,
On a preset line.
He delicately slacks,
The strings suspending your neck,
And you slump your spine.
You don't respect yourself at all,
Two words from him and you will crawl,
It's like I'm talking to a wall.
Girl he's so bad for you,
I try to lay it out loud you don't know what you're doing,
But nothing gets through and I'm talking to a wall.
The worst thought out accomplishments,
Will instill him with the merit of unsurpassable measure,
Just 'cause he orders the same thing that you do at Denny's,
It doesn't mean you're connecting it only means that he's hungry.
And any, one, can see, you lay down the boundaries,
But he does not care.
And if it's, for, a photo shoot, you let him see you naked,
While he dyes your hair.
You don't respect yourself at all,
Two words from him and you will crawl,
It's like I'm talking to a wall.
Girl he's so bad for you,
I try to lay it out loud you don't know what you're doing,
But nothing gets through and I'm talking to a wall.
We've been down this road before,
But you're like level 60 Rosa from Final Fantasy Four,
And I'm trying to request that you reconsider your defensive conjecture.
Yeah.
You don't respect yourself at all,
Two words from him and you will crawl,
It's like I'm talking to a wall.
Girl he's so bad for you,
I try to lay it out loud you don't know what you're doing,
But nothing gets through and I'm talking to a wall.
Every move he makes, designed to be sedate,
Motion of the ocean, but I'm staying awake.
And as the time goes by, you get hypnotized,
Nothing will reflect what he shines in your eyes.
He tries to make it seem you're crazy or sick,
But not a single one of your friends will fall for the trick,
You aren't weak or stupid, crazy or shoddy,
And the truth is that your sickness resides outside of your body.
Are you his daughter? (NO)
His dog? (NO)
His posession or pet? (HELL NO)
I could imagine (YEAH)
A no more (YEAH)
Beautiful marionette. (HELL YEAH)
And I am (YEAH)
Simply relying (YEAH)
On my insistence to prove, (HELL YEAH)
That every motion (YEAH)
He makes (YEAH)
Is another terrible move, (UH HUH)
Which it is.
You don't respect yourself at all,
Two words from him and you will crawl,
It's like I'm talking to a wall.
Girl he's so bad for you,
I try to lay it out loud you don't know what you're doing,
But nothing gets through and I'm talking to a wall.
You don't respect yourself at all,
Two words from him and you will crawl,
It's like I'm talking to a wall.
I don't respect myself at all,
One word from you and I'll be all upons,
I'm talking to a wall.
Lyrics submitted by jkdamacy
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