Guess the Taylor Swift song- The Tortured Poet's Department

So if I sell my apartment And you have some kids with an internet starlet Will that make your memory fade from this scarlet maroon Like it never happened?

Run into you sometimes, ask about the weather Now you're in my backyard, turned into good neighbors Your wife waters flowers, I wanna kill her

You swore that you loved me, but where were the clues? I died on the altar waitin' for the proof

This happens once every few lifetimes These chemicals hit me like white wine

When your impressionist paintings of heaven turned out to be fakes Well, you took me to hell too

You got the dragonflies above your bed You have a favorite spot on the swing set You have no room in your dreams for regrets

Did you take all my old clothes Just to leave me here, naked and alone In a field in my same old town That somehow seems so hollow now?

And I sound like an infant Feeling like the very last drops of an ink pen A greater woman stays cool But I howl like a wolf at the moon

Told my friends I hate you, but I love you just the same Pick your poison, babe, I'm poison either way

"This town is fake, but you're the real thing Breath of fresh air through smoke rings Take the glory, give everything Promise to be dazzling"

Years of labor, locks, and ceilings In the shade of how he was feeling But it's gonna be alright, I did my time