[Verse 1]

It goes one, two

Then I lose count of the drug-use

Sooner or later like the gum chewed

Losing your flavor then the gun shoots

At your pretty smile it's a half moon

Living off liquor and fast food

And additional to all the shit we've been through

Mascara keeps dripping off your cheek so i run with it

Said she hates me now and she's done with it

Well I hate me too I lack confidence

All the drunk bitches try to keep us apart

She's got the key to my heart, she's doing bumps with it

Bump with it if you want to feel something different

Sitting on my couch hungover in your bum equipment

Sweater from '99

Now we both sweating in the desert with parkas on

She tries to embellish but she's got a drug fetish

So we poke little holes inside of our umbrellas

When it drip drops we can dance in the rain

Oh you want a lip job? what you, Lana Del Rey?

Fireworks going off is it Canada day?

If I don't work in the morn' can I crash at your place, huh?

Make a cameo the cameras take shots

At us like animals try to act natural


[Pre-Hook]

She keeps on making this sound

She keeps on making this sound


[Hook]

Why's your mouth so dry?

Can I get you something?

Girl you look dehy

-drated, maybe you just

Got a bit too high

So let's take it low

Let's make it slow


[Hook 2]

Shake it off

Shake it off

Shake it off

Shake it off baby

Shake it off

Shake it off

Shake it off

Shake it off baby


[Verse 2]

It goes three, four

Months I was fucking you before

He ever started touching you

Now you on to something new

Slamming the screen door, saying you need more

Well fuck you too

I'm getting lost in the back of a loft, stop

With my best friend's girl and a bag full of rocks

Now she's trying to beg for the cock

Takes two to tango, tangled in knots

Heart's like a moth caught in a lampshade

Hopped up on man-made fairy dust, furious

Telling me I can't take care of myself

Yeah fair enough captain obvious, that you very much

Even when I'm finally alone

You linger like the cigarette smoke in the fibers of my clothes

Fighting on the phone about where my life's headed

Got me feeling light headed because I don't even know

You say I never get it right...shut up

Bitch you need to get a life...1-up

Bitch you make me wanna light one up

And I ain't even a blunt smoker

Don't you think it's strange that we never made love sober

Ya I'm pulling that one out of the gun holster

Ya I got cap gun and I'm going to unload it

Only hung out strung out or hung over

Or hunched over a toilet seat

You tried to toy with me in the back of a hatch-back

Not to put it so poignantly

You tried to poison me snorting all of them half-ass lines

Like a hyphen and a semi-colon

Are you heightening your serotonin?

Try to hide it from your parents, don't ya?

But it's over


[Pre-Hook]

She keeps on making this sound

She keeps on making this sound


[Hook]

Why's your mouth so dry?

Can I get you something?

Girl you look dehy

-drated, maybe you just

Got a bit too high

So let's take it low

Let's make it slow


[Hook 2]

Shake it off

Shake it off

Shake it off

Shake it off baby

Shake it off

Shake it off

Shake it off

Shake it off baby