Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Taylor Swift
Lead Vocals
Jack Antonoff
Programming
Michael Riddleberger
Drums
Mikey Freedom Hart
Electric Guitar
Evan Smith
Synthesizer
Zem Audu
Synthesizer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Taylor Swift
Composer
Jack Antonoff
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Taylor Swift
Producer
Jack Antonoff
Producer
Jon Sher
Assistant Recording Engineer
Jack Manning
Assistant Recording Engineer
Serban Ghenea
Mixing Engineer
Bryce Bordone
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Laura Sisk
Recording Engineer
Oli Jacobs
Recording Engineer
Sean Hutchinson
Recording Engineer
Michael Riddleberger
Recording Engineer
Mikey Freedom Hart
Recording Engineer
David Hart
Recording Engineer
Evan Smith
Recording Engineer
Zem Audu
Recording Engineer
Randy Merrill
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
You left your typewriter at my apartment
Straight from the Tortured Poets Department
I think some things I never say
Like, "Who uses typewriters anyway?" But
You're in self-sabotage mode, throwing spikes down on the road
But I've seen this episode and still loved the show
Who else decodes you?
[Chorus]
And who's gonna hold you like me?
And who's gonna know you, if not me?
I laughed in your face and said
"You're not Dylan Thomas
I'm not Patti Smith
This ain't the Chelsea Hotel
We're modern idiots"
And who's gonna hold you like me?
Nobody
No-fucking-body
Nobody
[Verse 2]
You smoked then ate seven bars of chocolate
We declared Charlie Puth should be a bigger artist
I scratch your head, you fall asleep
Like a tattooed golden retriever
But you awaken with dread, pounding nails in your head
But I've read this one where you come undone
I chose this cyclone with you
[Chorus]
And who's gonna hold you like me? (Who's gonna hold you? Who's gonna hold you?)
And who's gonna know you like me? (Who's gonna know you?)
I laughed in your face and said
"You're not Dylan Thomas
I'm not Patti Smith
This ain't the Chelsea Hotel
We're modern idiots"
And who's gonna hold you like me? (Who's gonna hold you? Who's gonna hold you?)
No-fucking-body (Who's gonna hold you? Who's gonna hold you?)
Nobody (Who's gonna hold you? Gonna love you? Gonna troll you?)
Nobody
[Bridge]
Sometimes I wonder if you're gonna screw this up with me
But you told Lucy you'd kill yourself if I ever leave
And I had said that to Jack about you, so I felt seen
Everyone we know understands why it's meant to be
'Cause we're crazy
So tell me
Who else is gonna know me?
At dinner, you take my ring off my middle finger and put it on the one
People put wedding rings on, and that's the closest I've come
To my heart exploding
[Chorus]
Who's gonna hold you?
Me
Who's gonna know you?
Me
"And you're not Dylan Thomas
I'm not Patti Smith
This ain't the Chelsea Hotel
We're two idiots"
Who's gonna hold you?
[Verse 3]
Who's gonna hold you? (Who's gonna hold you?)
Who's gonna hold you? (Who's gonna hold you?)
Who's gonna hold you?
Who's gonna hold you?
Who's gonna hold you? Gonna know you? Gonna troll you?
[Outro]
You left your typewriter at my apartment
Straight from the Tortured Poets Department
Who else decodes you?
Written by: Jack Antonoff, Taylor Swift