Lirik dan Makna lagu The Tortured Poets Department dari Taylor Swift

Like me (Who's gonna hold you?)

No, nobody (Who's gonna hold you?)

No-fucking-body (Who's gonna hold you?)

Nobody (Who's gonna hold you?)

(Bridge)

Sometimes I wonder if you're gonna screw this up with me

But you told Lucy you'd kill yourself if I ever leave

And I had said that to Jack about you so I felt seen

Everyone we know understands why it's meant to be

Because we're crazy

So tell me who else is gonna love you? Like me

At dinner you take my ring off my middle finger and put it on the one people put wedding rings on

And that's the closest I've come to my heart exploding

(Chorus)

Who's gonna hold you? Me

Who's gonna know you? Me

And you're not Dylan Thomas, I'm not Patti Smith

This ain't the Chelsea Hotel, we're two idiots

Who's gonna hold you?

Who's gonna hold you?

Who's gonna hold you?

Who's gonna hold you?

Who's gonna hold you?

Who's gonna hold you?

Who's gonna hold you?

Who's gonna hold you?

Gonna know you?

(Outro)

You left your typewriter at my apartment

Straight from the tortured poets department

Who else decodes you?