Your blonde hair it ain't too fair
It aids in the disguise
Your Cheshire eyes they tell me lies
Of which I wish to not speak
But I fear our end is near
You don't seem to take my kind
You're black and white you fear the nights
Where we could be alright
Why can't I get the gray? Oh Taylor
Why can't I get the gray?
Ain't that a crying shame? Oh Taylor
Why can't I get the same?
Your new look it truly shook
My perception of what you were like
Affectionate tries they bring to light
A divine intervention in my life
But I lied to you that night
When I said you weren't in my sights
The song of my life will not reprise
Without grace and without strife
Why can't I get the gray? Oh Taylor
Why can't I get the gray?
Ain't that a crying shame? Oh Taylor
Why can't I get the same?
Why can't I get the gray? Oh Taylor
Why can't I get the gray?
Ain't that a crying shame? Oh Taylor
Why can't I get the same?