Taylor Swift - I Know Places

You stand with your hand on my waistline

Its a scene and were out here in plain sight

I can hear them whisper as we pass by

Its a bad sign, bad sign

Something happens when everybody finds out

See the vultures circling, dark clouds

Loves a fragile little flame, it could burn out

It could burn out



Cause they got the cages, they got the boxes and guns

They are the hunters, we are the foxes and we run



Baby, I know places we wont be found

And theyll be chasing their tails trying to track us down

Cause I, I know places we can hide

I know places, I know places