Red Tune

This got to be my favorite song from Taylor Swift's RED album, so far.

Track: "All Too Well"

Her hidden code: MAPLE LATTES--totally referring to the awesomeness she and Jake Gyllenhaal were sipping on during their very publicized date.
Meaning?: This is basically this album's "Dear John" song but it's totally about Jake. She refers to a guy who wore glasses when he was young (like Jake did!), Jake's sister Maggie and the scarf she wore in their coffee date pics.

Credit: /http://www.cambio.com/2012/10/23/taylor-swift-red-liner-notes-what-hints-did-she-leave-for-her/

all too welltaylor swift
i walked through the door with youthe air was cold, but soMething About it felt like home somehowand i left my scarf there at your sister's houseand you've still got it in your drawer even now
oh your sweet disposition and my wide-eyed gazewe're singing in the car, getting lost uPstateautumn Leaves falling down likE pieces into placeand i can picture it after alL these dAysand i know it's long gone, and That magic's noT here no morEand i might be okay but i'm not fine at all
cauSe there we are again on that little town streetyou almost ran the red cause you were lookin' over at mewind in my hair i was there i remember it all too well
photo album on the counteryour cheeks were turning redyou used to be a little kid with your glasses in a twin sized bedand your mother's telling stories about you on the tee ball teamyou taught me about your past thinking your future was me
and i know it's long gone and there was nothing else i could doand i forget about you long enough to forget why i needed to
cause there we are again in the middle of the nightwe're dancing round the kitchen in the refrigerator lightdown the stairs, i was there i remember it all too well
well maybe we got lost in translationmaybe i asked for too muchbut maybe this thing was a masterpiecetill you tore it all uprunning scared, i was there i remember it all too well
and you call me up again just to break me like a promiseso casually cruel in the name of being honesti'm a crumpled up piece of paper lying herecause i remember it all, all, all...too well
time won't fly it's like i'm paralyzed by iti'd like to be my old self againbut i'm still trying to find itafter plaid shirt days and nights when you made me your ownnow you mail back my things and i walk home alonebut your keep my old scarf from that very first weekcause it reminds you of innocence and it smells like meyou can't get rid of it, cause you remember it all too well
cause there we are again and i loved you soback before you lost the one real thing you've ever knownit was rare, i was there, i remember it all too well
wind in my air you were there you remember it alldown the stairs you were there you remember it allit was rare, i was there i remember it all too well