Taylor Swift Lyric Quotes

you're an expert at sorry and keeping the lines blurry

So don't you worry your pretty little mind because people throw rocks at things that shine. [Ours]

I don't let nobody see me wishin' he was mine

The rest of the world was black and white, But we were in screaming color

Nothing safe is worth the drive.

You can plan on a change in the weather and time, but I never planned on you changing you mind.

The song was about a girl who didn't fit in and she didn't care and she was different than everyone else. I think there's a long chorus of me singing "Do do do do do do do do do do". It's very young and I look back and it's kind of interesting to hear those kind of storylines and the lyrics that I used to write compared to the lyrics that I write now.

When all you wanted was to be wanted, you wish you could go back and tell yourself what you know now.

Life makes love look hard.

When I was growing up, I didn't really know much about being popular or cliques or anything like that. In elementary school and middle school, you start to kind of realize what it's all about. There are cool kids, and then there's you, and you're just trying to figure out where you fit in.I learned a lot about acceptance and rejection,Those are the themes that you'll find spread throughout my music and weaved in throughout all of the lyrics. I really know what it's like to be accepted, and I also know what it's like to be rejected. And those are lessons I learned in Wyomissing.

You'll be mine and I'll be yours.

You gotta step into the daylight and let it go.

And when I felt like I was an old cardigan under someone's bed, you put me on and said I was your favorite.

no one likes a mad woman.

I just wanna know you Know you Know you

My reputation's never been worse, so You must like me for me

All the king's horses, all the king's men Couldn't put me together again 'Cause all of my enemies started out friends Help me hold onto you

He was a Taylor Swift lyric wrapped around a knife.

i was so ahead of the curve, the curve became a sphere. fell behind all my classmates, and I ended up here

You drew stars around my scars But now I'm bleedin

You're talking shit for the hell of it Addicted to betrayal, but you're relevant You're terrified to look down 'Cause if you dare, you'll see the glare Of everyone you burned just to get there It's coming back around

I’d been at Lyla and Marissa’s apartment long enough for the Taylor Swift album that Lyla was playing to get to a song about someone’s tears ricocheting, which seemed to be a favorite of hers with the way she mouthed the lyrics. It was a sad fucking song.

one single thread of gold tied me to you

This is life before you know who you're gonna be.

He moves toward the door, hesitates there for a second. And then he's gone, and I'm still frozen where he left me.

one tiny thread of gold tied me to you

I have great taste in music. Taylor Swift is a lyrical genius, and to be clear, you asked me on a date because you threw a football at my head.

They said Babe you gotta fake it till you make it, and I did

crescent moon, coast is clear spring breaks loose, but so does fear

I know my love should be celebrated, but you tolerate it

My mood lightens with the sky, and I find myself singing along to Taylor Swift and tapping my fingers on the steering wheel as she talks about “trouble walking in”—and I laugh at the irony of the lyrics.

Sadly, people boycotted me, and I don´t even have internet access permanently right now, and i am pretty much ruined... Incase you didnt forget about me, I live in Lore Kullmer Straße 3, Rainsboro (Regensburg), Appartment Roth/ Bülbül. Happy Birthday too btw. Greetings, the Guy from the tshirt/ the lyrics one.

Are you still a mind reader? A natural scene stealer I've heard great things Peter But life was always easier on you Than it was on me And sometimes it gets me When crossing your jet stream We both did the best we could do underneath the same moon In different galaxies And I didn't want to hang around We said it was just goodbye for now

You held your head like a hero On a history book page It was the end of a decade But the start of an age

The music video and the song’s lyrics are all about breaking the rules unapologetically…How confusing, then, that “Shake It Off” musically represents…Taylor Swift’s arrival as a run-of-the-mill, straight-and-narrow pop artist.” It cheers for individual distinctness in the most generic voice possible. But this tension isn’t a bug, it’s a feature. It articulates a paradox central to white identity in a white supremacist society: for whites, the generic and the individual coincide because the generic is nothing but a false generalization of/from white existence and experience. In “Shake It Off,” what appears to be uncontrived expression is really the contrivances of whiteness as they materialize in Swift’s body and musical performance.

He went back to the kitchen, leaving Blitz and me alone with Taylor Swift singing “I Know Places.” The lyrics took on a whole new meaning in a subterranean dwarf world.

I can still make the whole place shimmer

Seriously, what kind of thirty-three-year-old man listens to Taylor Swift?” “Thirty-four,” I correct him. “Even worse, my friend.” “She just gets me,” I reply, turning it up so loud he winces. “I mean…listen to these lyrics. Straight from the heart.

I think he did it but I just can't prove it. No, no body, no crime, But I ain't letting up until the day I die."- no body no crime

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I've only ever been loved like a Top 40 song- the latest hit, the hot new thing. Something fleeting, bubbly and fun; nothing serious. But just once, I'd like to be loved like a poignant, timeless ballad. With a melody that moves you and lyrics that burrow deep in your heart. Like Leonard Cohen's "Suzanne" or "Something" by the Beatles or "Speak Now" by Taylor Swift. But that never seems to happen.

They say she was seen on occasion Pacing the rocks, staring out at the midnight sea And in a feud with her neighbor She stole his dog and dyed it key lime green

He scoffs. “Seriously, what kind of thirty-three-year-old man listens to Taylor Swift?” “Thirty-four,” I correct him. “Even worse, my friend.” “She just gets me,” I reply, turning it up so loud he winces. “I mean…listen to these lyrics. Straight from the heart.