Written by Jack Antonoff / Taylor Swift
Intro: Bb Gm Bb I think he knows His footprints on the sidewalk Gm Lead to where I can't stop Go there every night Bb I think he knows His'hands around a cold glass Gm Make me wanna know that Body like it's mine Bb He got that boyish look that I like in a man Bb I am an architect, I'm drawing up the plans Gm It's like I'm 17, nobody understands Gm No one understands Eb F He got my heartbeat Bb Gm Skipping down 16th Avenue Eb F Got that, oh, I mean Bb Gm Wanna see what's under that attitude like Eb F Bb I want you, bless my soul Gm Eb F And I ain't gotta tell him, I think he knows Bb I think he knows Bb I think he knows When we get all alone Gm I'll make myself at home And he'll want me to stay Bb I think he knows He better lock it down Gm Or I won't stick around 'Cause good ones never wait (Ha) Bb He got that boyish look that I like in a man Bb I am an architect, I'm drawing up the plans Gm He's so obsessed with me and, boy, I understand Boy, I understand Eb F He got my heartbeat (Heartbeat) Bb Gm Skipping down 16th Avenue Eb F Got that, oh, I mean (I mean) Bb Gm Wanna see what's under that attitude like Eb F Bb I want you, bless my soul Gm Eb F And I ain't gotta tell him, I think he knows Bb I think he knows Bb I want you, bless my Eb I want you, bless my soul Bb I want you, bless my Eb I want you, bless my soul Bb Dm Lyrical smile, indigo eyes, hand on my thigh Dm We can follow the sparks, I'll drive Eb F Lyrical smile, indigo eyes, hand on my thigh F We can follow the sparks, I'll drive Bb "So where we gonna go?" Dm Eb I whisper in the dark Eb "Where we gonna go?" F I think he knows Eb F He got my heartbeat Bb Gm Skipping down 16th Avenue Eb F Got that, oh, I mean Bb Gm Wanna see what's under that attitude like Eb F Bb I want you, bless my soul Gm Eb F And I ain't gotta tell him, I think he knows Bb I think he knows Bb I want you, bless my Eb I want you, bless my soul Bb I want you, bless my (Oh, baby) Eb I want you, bless my soul (He got my heartbeat) Bb I want you, bless my (Skipping down 16th Avenue, baby) Eb I want you, bless my soul Bb I want you, bless my soul Eb And I ain't gotta tell him, I think he knows