Taylor Swift — Death by a thousand cuts

I dress to kill my time, I take the long way home I ask the traffic lights if it'll be alright They say, "I don't know" And what once was ours is no one's now.

You said it was a great love, one for the ages But if the story's over, why am I still writing pages?

I look through the windows of this love Even though we boarded them up Chandelier still flickering here 'Cause I can't pretend it's okay when it's not It's death by a thousand cuts.