Darn you Taylor Swift for making the lot of us look like fools with that song. Just take a look at these lyrics:
"You call me up again just to break me like a promise, so casually cruel in the name of being honest, I'm a crumpled up peace of paper laying here 'cause I remember it all too well"
"And the cynics were outraged, screaming: this is absurd. 'Cause for a moment a band of thieves in ripped-up jeans got to rule the world
Long live the walls we crushed through, all the kingdom lights shined just for me and you
And I was screaming, long live all the magic we made, and bring on all the pretenders, I'm not afraid
Long live all the mountains we moved
I had the time of my life fighting dragons with you
I was screaming, long live that look on your face
And bring on all the pretenders, one day we will be remembered"
"Well maybe it's me and my blind optimism to blame. Or maybe it's you and your sick need to give love then take it away. And you'll add my name to your long list of traitors who don't understand. And I'll look back and regret how I ignored when they said 'Run as fast as you can' "
"So I'll watch your life in pictures like I used to watch you sleep. And I'll feel you forget me like I used to feel you breathe."
"And I'd go back in time and change it, but I can't. So if the chain is on your door, I understand. But this is me swallowing my pride standing in front of you saying I'm sorry for that night... and I go back to December all the time."
"There was nothing left to do, when the butterflies turned to dust that covered my whole room. So I punched a hole in the roof. Let the flood carry away all my pictures of you. The water filled my lungs I scream so loud but no one heard a thing. The rain came pouring down, when I was drowning, *that's* when I could finally breathe. And by morning, gone was any trace of you. I think I am finally clean."
"And I could tell you: His favourite colour's green. He loves to argue, born of the seventeenth. His sister's beautiful, he has his father's eyes. And if you asked me if I loved him... I'd lie" (For a song written by a 14 year old to perform at a school talent show...)
Now THAT'S the kind of lyrics we like. They may not be masterpieces, but they're not as bad as the stuff you'd think they'd be.