[00:00.00]I Can Fix Him (No Really I Can) - Taylor Swift [00:01.99]Lyrics by：Jack Antonoff/Taylor Swift [00:03.18]Composed by：Jack Antonoff/Taylor Swift [00:04.38]Produced by：Jack Antonoff/Taylor Swift [00:05.61]The smoke cloud billows out his mouth [00:08.72]Like a freight train through a small town [00:14.57]The jokes that he told across the bar [00:17.69]Were revolting and far too loud [00:23.25]They shake their heads saying "God help her" when I [00:27.66]Tell 'em he's my man [00:31.05]But your good Lord doesn't need to lift a finger [00:35.52]I can fix him no really I can [00:41.44]And only I can [00:45.87]The dopamine races through his brain [00:49.01]On a six-lane Texas highway [00:54.91]His hand so calloused from his pistol [00:57.97]Softly traces hearts on my face [01:03.43]And I could see it from a mile away [01:06.55]A perfect case for my certain skillset [01:12.26]He had a halo of the highest grade [01:16.25]He just hadn't met me yet [01:21.54]They shake their heads saying "God help her" when I [01:25.98]Tell 'em he's my man [01:29.39]But your good Lord doesn't need to lift a finger [01:33.81]I can fix him no really I can [01:39.75]And only I can [01:43.41]Good boy that's right [01:47.83]Come close I'll show you heaven [01:51.19]If you'll be an angel all night [01:56.24]Trust me I can handle me a dangerous man [02:04.44]No really I can [02:10.91]They shook their heads saying "God help her" when I [02:15.30]Told 'em he's my man [02:17.30]I told 'em he's my man [02:18.97]But your good Lord didn't need to lift a finger [02:23.14]I can fix him no really I can [02:26.85]No really I can [02:28.78]Whoa maybe I can't