“these songs maybe started out being about something that happened to me or in my life, maybe its something that i wrote about a fictional character i created one day when i was bored, but my dream is that when they go into your world, they become about your life” -taylor

i wait by the door like i'm just a kid, use my best colors for your portrait lay the table with the fancy shit and watch you tolerate it

i'm not much for dancing, but for you, i did

dear reader, if it feels like a trap, you're already in one

so dim that spotlight, tell me things like i can't keep my eyes off of you

gleaming, twinkling, eyes like sinking ships on waters so inviting, i almost jump in

excellent fun 'til you get to know her then she runs like it's a race

we might just get away with it the altar is my hips, even if it's a false god

i'll paint the kitchen neon, i'll brighten up the sky i know i'll never get it, there's not a day that i won't try

six weeks of breathing clean air, i still miss the smoke

i've felt a glow like this never before and never since

but i've seen this episode and still loved the show

should i take chances when no one took chances on me?

i'm never gonna meet what could've been, would've been, what should've been you

no one knows how much i miss you

this ain't hollywood, this is a small town i was a dreamer before you went and let me down

the jury's out, but my choice is you

a con man sells a fool a get-love-quick scheme i've felt a hole like this never before and ever since

but you touched my face, redefined all of those blues when you say "honey"

i'm not your problem anymore, so who am i offending now?

i wrote a thousand songs that you find uncool