Call me a Teeny Bopper...

...but Taylor Swift speaks to my heart, literally. Maybe I don't date John Mayer or Taylor Lautner, but I do date boys. And let me tell you-they are all the same.

Doesn't this just sound lovely?

Get me with those green eyes, baby
As the lights go down
Something that'll haunt me when you're not around
cause I see, sparks fly whenever you smile

I run my fingers through your hair
And watch the lights go out
Keep your beautiful eyes on me
gonna strike this match tonight
Lead me up the staircase
Won't you whisper soft and slow
I'd love to hate it
But you make it like a fireworks show

Now, here's my life...

Dear John,
I see it all now that you're gone
Don't you think I was too young to be messed with?
The girl in the dress,
cried the whole way home.
I should've known

Well maybe it's me and my blind optimism to blame
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"

Sorry for the complaints-life is good :)