Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'd go back to December all the time
It turns out freedom ain't nothing but missing you
I'd go back to December, turn around and change my own mind
You gave me all your love and all I gave you was goodbye
Realized I loved you in the fall
And I'll be staying in May
Swift tearing pages.
How's life, tell me how's your family
I haven't seen them in a while