(She’s late again) (Ugh!) Paranoid Got me into it like an open void (Ahhhhh) Her breath is fresh like a peppermint But you haven’t thought of it have you? (You you you you?) She got me paranoid Taken photos behind my back She throwing red cards Like she’s starting another chat Making me feel bad Baby, she doesn’t care She got me paranoid, so people will stare (stare-rare-rare) [instrumental break] She likes my girl Taylor Thinks her tours were so fine She hates male singers Saying they don’t have a line In anything, in anything at all In anything, in anything at all (Ooh-ohh-woahhh) (Omg you’re so pretty! Omg you look hot!) (Baby thats the fifth lie you’ve spoken at this spot) [echoey and raspy] You got me paranoid Got me into it like an open void (void-our-oid) [break] My dress was skin tight The color of wine She looked from outside And sighed (and sighed) She could’ve forgot the time she lost the plot And wore a banana colored skirt to the mall Thinking she really had ball (ball-all-all) (ahhhh) [break] Paranoid (oid-oid-oid) Paranoid (para-para-para-para) Paranoid (oid-oid-oid) Paranoid (para-para-para-para) (Maybe she’s the one who’s paranoid) (Ugh!)
