<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-587686269214686715</id><updated>2011-07-30T17:37:59.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taylor Swift</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylorswiftmusicsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587686269214686715/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylorswiftmusicsongs.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Valet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08862067029188932438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-587686269214686715.post-4256262399774959668</id><published>2009-11-17T21:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T21:22:38.445-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Belong With Me</title><content type='html'>You're on the phone with your girlfriend, she's upset&lt;br /&gt;She's going off about something that you said&lt;br /&gt;'Cause she doesn't get your humor like I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the room, it's a typical Tuesday night&lt;br /&gt;I'm listening to the kind of music she doesn't like&lt;br /&gt;And she'll never know your story like I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she wears short skirts, I wear T-shirts&lt;br /&gt;She's Cheer Captain and I'm on the bleachers&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming about the day when you wake up and find&lt;br /&gt;That what you're looking for has been here the whole time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could see that I'm the one who understands you&lt;br /&gt;Been here all along, so why can't you see?&lt;br /&gt;You, you belong with me, you belong with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking the streets with you and your worn-out jeans&lt;br /&gt;I can't help thinking this is how it ought to be&lt;br /&gt;Laughing on a park bench, thinking to myself&lt;br /&gt;Hey, isn't this easy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you've got a smile that could light up this whole town&lt;br /&gt;I haven't seen it in a while since she brought you down&lt;br /&gt;You say you're fine, I know you better than that&lt;br /&gt;Hey, what ya doing with a girl like that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wears high heels, I wear sneakers&lt;br /&gt;She's Cheer Captain and I'm on the bleachers&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming about the day when you wake up and find&lt;br /&gt;That what you're looking for has been here the whole time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could see that I'm the one who understands you&lt;br /&gt;Been here all along, so why can't you see?&lt;br /&gt;You belong with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing by and waiting at your back door&lt;br /&gt;All this time how could you not know?&lt;br /&gt;Baby, you belong with me, you belong with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I remember you driving to my house in the middle of the night&lt;br /&gt;I'm the one who makes you laugh when you know you're 'bout to cry&lt;br /&gt;And I know your favorite songs and you tell me 'bout your dreams&lt;br /&gt;Think I know where you belong, think I know it's with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't you see that I'm the one who understands you?&lt;br /&gt;Been here all along, so why can't you see?&lt;br /&gt;You belong with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing by and waiting at your back door&lt;br /&gt;All this time, how could you not know?&lt;br /&gt;Baby, you belong with me, you belong with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You belong with me&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever thought just maybe&lt;br /&gt;You belong with me?&lt;br /&gt;You belong with me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/587686269214686715-4256262399774959668?l=taylorswiftmusicsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylorswiftmusicsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/4256262399774959668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylorswiftmusicsongs.blogspot.com/2009/11/you-belong-with-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587686269214686715/posts/default/4256262399774959668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587686269214686715/posts/default/4256262399774959668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylorswiftmusicsongs.blogspot.com/2009/11/you-belong-with-me.html' title='You Belong With Me'/><author><name>Valet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08862067029188932438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-587686269214686715.post-6919044602545992440</id><published>2009-11-17T21:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T21:21:05.302-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Story</title><content type='html'>We were both young when I first saw you&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;And the flashback starts&lt;br /&gt;I'm standing there&lt;br /&gt;On a balcony in summer air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the lights&lt;br /&gt;See the party, the ball gowns&lt;br /&gt;I see you make your way through the crowd&lt;br /&gt;And say hello, little did I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That you were Romeo, you were throwing pebbles&lt;br /&gt;And my daddy said stay away from Juliet&lt;br /&gt;And I was crying on the staircase&lt;br /&gt;Begging you please don't go, and I said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romeo take me somewhere we can be alone&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting all there's left to do is run&lt;br /&gt;You'll be the prince and I'll be the princess&lt;br /&gt;It's a love story baby just say yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I sneak out to the garden to see you&lt;br /&gt;We keep quiet 'cause we're dead if they knew&lt;br /&gt;So close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Escape this town for a little while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you were Romeo, I was a scarlet letter&lt;br /&gt;And my daddy said stay away from Juliet&lt;br /&gt;But you were everything to me&lt;br /&gt;I was begging you please don't go and I said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romeo take me somewhere we can be alone&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting all there's left to do is run&lt;br /&gt;You'll be the prince and I'll be the princess&lt;br /&gt;It's a love story baby just say yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romeo save me, they try to tell me how to feel&lt;br /&gt;This love is difficult, but it's real&lt;br /&gt;Don't be afraid, we'll make it out of this mess&lt;br /&gt;It's a love story baby just say yes&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got tired of waiting&lt;br /&gt;Wondering if you were ever coming around&lt;br /&gt;My faith in you is fading&lt;br /&gt;When I met you on the outskirts of town, and I said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romeo save me I've been feeling so alone&lt;br /&gt;I keep waiting for you but you never come&lt;br /&gt;Is this in my head? I don't know what to think&lt;br /&gt;He knelt to the ground and pulled out a ring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And said, marry me Juliet&lt;br /&gt;You'll never have to be alone&lt;br /&gt;I love you and that's all I really know&lt;br /&gt;I talked to your dad, go pick out a white dress&lt;br /&gt;It's a love story baby just say yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;'Cause we were both young when I first saw you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/587686269214686715-6919044602545992440?l=taylorswiftmusicsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylorswiftmusicsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/6919044602545992440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylorswiftmusicsongs.blogspot.com/2009/11/love-story.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587686269214686715/posts/default/6919044602545992440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587686269214686715/posts/default/6919044602545992440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylorswiftmusicsongs.blogspot.com/2009/11/love-story.html' title='Love Story'/><author><name>Valet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08862067029188932438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-587686269214686715.post-7566638998401299514</id><published>2009-11-17T21:17:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T21:19:29.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'>White Horse</title><content type='html'>Say you're sorry&lt;br /&gt;That face of an angel comes out&lt;br /&gt;Just when you need it to&lt;br /&gt;As I pace back and forth all this time&lt;br /&gt;'Cause&lt;br /&gt;I honestly believed in you&lt;br /&gt;Holdin' on,&lt;br /&gt;The days drag on&lt;br /&gt;Stupid girl&lt;br /&gt;I should've known, I should've known&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I'm not a princess&lt;br /&gt;This ain't a fairytale&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the one you'll sweep off her feet&lt;br /&gt;Lead her up the stairwell&lt;br /&gt;This ain't Hollywood,&lt;br /&gt;This is a small town&lt;br /&gt;I was a dreamer before you went and let me down&lt;br /&gt;Now its too late for you and your White Horse,&lt;br /&gt;To come around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I was naпve,&lt;br /&gt;Got lost in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I never really had a chance.&lt;br /&gt;My mistake I didnt know to be in love&lt;br /&gt;you had to fight to have the upper hand.&lt;br /&gt;I had so many dreams about you and me&lt;br /&gt;Happy endings;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a princess&lt;br /&gt;This ain't a fairytale&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the one you'll sweep off her feet&lt;br /&gt;Lead her up the stairwell&lt;br /&gt;This ain't Hollywood,&lt;br /&gt;This is a small town&lt;br /&gt;I was a dreamer before you went and let me down.&lt;br /&gt;Now its too late for you and your White Horse,&lt;br /&gt;To come around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there you are on your knees&lt;br /&gt;Begging for forgiveness,&lt;br /&gt;Begging for me&lt;br /&gt;Just like I always wanted,&lt;br /&gt;But I'm so sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause Im not your princess&lt;br /&gt;This aint a fairytale&lt;br /&gt;Im gonna find someone, Some day&lt;br /&gt;Who might actually treat me well.&lt;br /&gt;This is a big world,&lt;br /&gt;That was a small town&lt;br /&gt;There in my rearview mirror,&lt;br /&gt;Disappearing now.&lt;br /&gt;And it's too late for you and your White Horse,&lt;br /&gt;Now its too late for you and your White Horse&lt;br /&gt;To catch me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh whoa whoa whoa-oh&lt;br /&gt;Try and catch me now&lt;br /&gt;Whoa-Oh&lt;br /&gt;It's too late&lt;br /&gt;To catch me now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/587686269214686715-7566638998401299514?l=taylorswiftmusicsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylorswiftmusicsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/7566638998401299514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylorswiftmusicsongs.blogspot.com/2009/11/white-horse.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587686269214686715/posts/default/7566638998401299514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587686269214686715/posts/default/7566638998401299514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylorswiftmusicsongs.blogspot.com/2009/11/white-horse.html' title='White Horse'/><author><name>Valet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08862067029188932438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-587686269214686715.post-5100014446942816617</id><published>2009-11-17T21:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T21:17:30.944-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fifteen</title><content type='html'>You take a deep breath and you walk through the doors&lt;br /&gt;It's the morning of your very first day&lt;br /&gt;And you say hi to your friends you ain't seen in a while&lt;br /&gt;Try and stay out of everybody's way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's your freshman year and you're gonna be here&lt;br /&gt;For the next four years in this town&lt;br /&gt;Hoping one of those senior boys will wink at you and say&lt;br /&gt;"You know, I haven't seen you around before"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause when you're fifteen and somebody tells you they love you&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna believe them&lt;br /&gt;And when you're fifteen feeling like there's nothing to figure out&lt;br /&gt;Well, count to ten, take it in&lt;br /&gt;This is life before you know who you're gonna be&lt;br /&gt;Fifteen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You sit in class next to a redhead named Abigail&lt;br /&gt;And soon enough you're best friends&lt;br /&gt;Laughing at the other girls who think they're so cool&lt;br /&gt;We'll be outta here as soon as we can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then you're on your very first date and he's got a car&lt;br /&gt;And you're feeling like flying&lt;br /&gt;And you're momma's waiting up and you're thinking he's the one&lt;br /&gt;And you're dancing 'round your room when the night ends&lt;br /&gt;When the night ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause when you're fifteen and somebody tells you they love you&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna believe them&lt;br /&gt;When you're fifteen and your first kiss&lt;br /&gt;Makes your head spin 'round&lt;br /&gt;But in your life you'll do things greater than&lt;br /&gt;Dating the boy on the football team&lt;br /&gt;But I didn't know it at fifteen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When all you wanted was to be wanted&lt;br /&gt;Wish you could go back and tell yourself what you know now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back then I swore I was gonna marry him someday&lt;br /&gt;But I realized some bigger dreams of mine&lt;br /&gt;And Abigail gave everything she had to a boy&lt;br /&gt;Who changed his mind and we both cried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause when you're fifteen and somebody tells you they love you&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna believe them&lt;br /&gt;And when you're fifteen, don't forget to look before you fall&lt;br /&gt;I've found time can heal most anything&lt;br /&gt;And you just might find who you're supposed to be&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know who I was supposed to be at fifteen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your very first day&lt;br /&gt;Take a deep breath girl&lt;br /&gt;Take a deep breath as you walk through the doors&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/587686269214686715-5100014446942816617?l=taylorswiftmusicsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylorswiftmusicsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/5100014446942816617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylorswiftmusicsongs.blogspot.com/2009/11/fifteen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587686269214686715/posts/default/5100014446942816617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587686269214686715/posts/default/5100014446942816617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylorswiftmusicsongs.blogspot.com/2009/11/fifteen.html' title='Fifteen'/><author><name>Valet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08862067029188932438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-587686269214686715.post-5770697979105827072</id><published>2009-11-17T21:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T21:16:04.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fearless</title><content type='html'>There's somethin' 'bout the way the street looks when it's just rained&lt;br /&gt;There's a glow off the pavement, you walk me to the car&lt;br /&gt;And you know I wanna ask you to dance right there&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of the parking lot, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're drivin' down the road, I wonder if you know&lt;br /&gt;I'm tryin' so hard not to get caught up now&lt;br /&gt;But you're just so cool, run your hands through your hair&lt;br /&gt;Absent-mindedly makin' me want you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know how it gets better than this&lt;br /&gt;You take my hand and drag me headfirst, fearless&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know why but with you I dance&lt;br /&gt;In a storm in my best dress, fearless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So baby drive slow 'til we run out of road&lt;br /&gt;In this one horse town, I wanna stay right here&lt;br /&gt;In this passenger seat, you put your eyes on me&lt;br /&gt;In this moment, now capture it, remember it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I don't know how it gets better than this&lt;br /&gt;You take my hand and drag me headfirst, fearless&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know why but with you I'd dance&lt;br /&gt;In a storm in my best dress, fearless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, you stood there with me in the doorway&lt;br /&gt;My hands shake, I'm not usually this way&lt;br /&gt;But you pull me in and I'm a little more brave&lt;br /&gt;It's the first kiss, it's flawless, really somethin'&lt;br /&gt;It's fearless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I don't know how it gets better than this&lt;br /&gt;You take my hand and drag me headfirst, fearless&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know why but with you I'd dance&lt;br /&gt;In a storm in my best dress, fearless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I don't know how it gets better than this&lt;br /&gt;You take my hand and drag me headfirst, fearless&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know why but with you I'd dance&lt;br /&gt;In a storm in my best dress, fearless&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/587686269214686715-5770697979105827072?l=taylorswiftmusicsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylorswiftmusicsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/5770697979105827072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylorswiftmusicsongs.blogspot.com/2009/11/fearless.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587686269214686715/posts/default/5770697979105827072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587686269214686715/posts/default/5770697979105827072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylorswiftmusicsongs.blogspot.com/2009/11/fearless.html' title='Fearless'/><author><name>Valet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08862067029188932438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-587686269214686715.post-5849773580054838420</id><published>2009-11-17T21:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T21:14:38.771-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forever &amp; Always</title><content type='html'>Once upon a time I believe it was a Tuesday when I caught your eye&lt;br /&gt;We caught onto something, I hold on to the night&lt;br /&gt;You looked me in the eye and told me you loved me&lt;br /&gt;Were you just kidding cause it seems to me&lt;br /&gt;This thing is breaking down we almost never speak&lt;br /&gt;I don’t feel welcome anymore, baby what happened please tell me&lt;br /&gt;Cause one second it was perfect and now you’re half way out the door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I stare at the phone and he still hasn’t called&lt;br /&gt;And you feel so low you can’t feel nothin at all&lt;br /&gt;And you flash back to when he said forever and always&lt;br /&gt;Ohh ohhh&lt;br /&gt;And it rains in your bedroom everything is wrong&lt;br /&gt;It rains when you’re here and it rains when you’re gone&lt;br /&gt;Cause I was there when you said forever and always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was I out of line did I say something way too honest&lt;br /&gt;That made you run and hide like a scared little boy&lt;br /&gt;I looked into your eyes; thought I knew you for a minute&lt;br /&gt;now I’m not so sure&lt;br /&gt;So here’s to everything coming down to nothing&lt;br /&gt;Here’s to silence that cuts me to the core&lt;br /&gt;Where is this going, thought I knew for a minute&lt;br /&gt;but I don’t anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I stare at the phone and he still hasn’t called&lt;br /&gt;And you feel so low you can’t feel nothin at all&lt;br /&gt;And you flash back to when he said forever and always&lt;br /&gt;Ohh ohhh&lt;br /&gt;And it rains in your bedroom everything is wrong&lt;br /&gt;It rains when you’re here and it rains when you’re gone&lt;br /&gt;Cause I was there when you said forever and always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You didn’t mean it baby, I don’t think so&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh ohhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh back up, baby back up, did you forget everything&lt;br /&gt;back up, baby back up, did you forget everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause it rains in your bedroom everything is wrong&lt;br /&gt;It rains when you’re here and it rains when you’re gone&lt;br /&gt;Cause I was there when you said forever and always&lt;br /&gt;ohhh&lt;br /&gt;I stare at the phone and he still hasn’t called&lt;br /&gt;And you feel so low you can’t feel nothin at all&lt;br /&gt;And you flash back to when we said forever and always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it rains in your bedroom everything is wrong&lt;br /&gt;It rains when you’re here and it rains when you’re gone&lt;br /&gt;Cause I was there when you said forever and always&lt;br /&gt;You didn’t mean it baby, you said forever and always&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/587686269214686715-5849773580054838420?l=taylorswiftmusicsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylorswiftmusicsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/5849773580054838420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylorswiftmusicsongs.blogspot.com/2009/11/forever-always.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587686269214686715/posts/default/5849773580054838420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587686269214686715/posts/default/5849773580054838420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylorswiftmusicsongs.blogspot.com/2009/11/forever-always.html' title='Forever &amp; Always'/><author><name>Valet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08862067029188932438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-587686269214686715.post-2562253506459213399</id><published>2009-11-17T21:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T21:12:50.135-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey Stephen</title><content type='html'>Hey Stephen, I know looks can be deceiving&lt;br /&gt;But I know I saw a light in you&lt;br /&gt;And as we walked we were talking&lt;br /&gt;I didn't say half the things I wanted to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all the girls tossing rocks at your window&lt;br /&gt;I'll be the one waiting there even when it's cold&lt;br /&gt;Hey Stephen, boy, you might have me believing&lt;br /&gt;I don't always have to be alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I can't help it if you look like an angel&lt;br /&gt;Can't help it if I wanna kiss you in the rain so&lt;br /&gt;Come feel this magic I've been feeling since I met you&lt;br /&gt;Can't help it if there's no one else&lt;br /&gt;Mmm, I can't help myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Stephen, I've been holding back this feeling&lt;br /&gt;So I got some things to say to you&lt;br /&gt;I've seen it all, so I thought&lt;br /&gt;But I never seen nobody shine the way you do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way you walk, way you talk, way you say my name&lt;br /&gt;It's beautiful, wonderful, don't you ever change&lt;br /&gt;Hey Stephen, why are people always leaving?&lt;br /&gt;I think you and I should stay the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I can't help it if you look like an angel&lt;br /&gt;Can't help it if I wanna kiss you in the rain so&lt;br /&gt;Come feel this magic I've been feeling since I met you&lt;br /&gt;Can't help it if there's no one else&lt;br /&gt;Mmm, I can't help myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're dimming the street lights, you're perfect for me&lt;br /&gt;Why aren't you here tonight?&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting alone now, so come on and come out&lt;br /&gt;And pull me near and shine, shine, shine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Stephen, I could give you fifty reasons&lt;br /&gt;Why I should be the one you choose&lt;br /&gt;All those other girls, well, they're beautiful&lt;br /&gt;But would they write a song for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't help it if you look like an angel&lt;br /&gt;Can't help it if I wanna kiss you in the rain so&lt;br /&gt;Come feel this magic I've been feeling since I met you&lt;br /&gt;Can't help it if there's no one else&lt;br /&gt;Mmm, I can't help myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you look like an angel&lt;br /&gt;Can't help it if I wanna kiss you in the rain so&lt;br /&gt;Come feel this magic I've been feeling since I met you&lt;br /&gt;Can't help it if there's no one else&lt;br /&gt;Mmm, I can't help myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Myself&lt;br /&gt;Can't help myself&lt;br /&gt;I can't help myself&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/587686269214686715-2562253506459213399?l=taylorswiftmusicsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylorswiftmusicsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/2562253506459213399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylorswiftmusicsongs.blogspot.com/2009/11/hey-stephen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587686269214686715/posts/default/2562253506459213399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587686269214686715/posts/default/2562253506459213399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylorswiftmusicsongs.blogspot.com/2009/11/hey-stephen.html' title='Hey Stephen'/><author><name>Valet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08862067029188932438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-587686269214686715.post-8970237909063705136</id><published>2009-11-17T21:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T21:11:04.715-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're Not Sorry</title><content type='html'>All this time I was wasting&lt;br /&gt;Hoping you would come around&lt;br /&gt;I've been giving out chances every time&lt;br /&gt;And all you do is let me down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's taking me this long&lt;br /&gt;Baby but I figured you out&lt;br /&gt;And you're thinking we'll be fine again&lt;br /&gt;But not this time around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to call anymore&lt;br /&gt;I won't pick up the phone&lt;br /&gt;This is the last straw&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna hurt anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you can say that you're sorry&lt;br /&gt;But I don't believe you baby&lt;br /&gt;Like I did before&lt;br /&gt;You're not sorry, no, no, no, no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking so innocent&lt;br /&gt;I might believe you if I didn't know&lt;br /&gt;Could've loved you all my life&lt;br /&gt;If you hadn't left me waiting in the cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you got your share of secrets&lt;br /&gt;And I'm tired of being last to know&lt;br /&gt;And now you're asking me to listen&lt;br /&gt;Cause it's worked each time before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you don't have to call anymore&lt;br /&gt;I won't pick up the phone&lt;br /&gt;This is the last straw&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna hurt anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you can tell me that you're sorry&lt;br /&gt;But I don't believe you baby&lt;br /&gt;Like I did before&lt;br /&gt;You're not sorry, no, no, oh&lt;br /&gt;You're not sorry, no, no, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You had me falling for you honey&lt;br /&gt;And it never would've gone away, no&lt;br /&gt;You used to shine so bright&lt;br /&gt;But I watched all of it fade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you don't have to call anymore&lt;br /&gt;I won't pick up the phone&lt;br /&gt;This is the last straw&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing left to beg for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you can tell me that you're sorry&lt;br /&gt;But I don't believe you baby&lt;br /&gt;Like I did before&lt;br /&gt;You're not sorry, no, no, oh&lt;br /&gt;You're not sorry, no, no, oh&lt;br /&gt;No, oh, no, oh, no oh&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, no, no&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/587686269214686715-8970237909063705136?l=taylorswiftmusicsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylorswiftmusicsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/8970237909063705136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-587686269214686715.post-4558375748520853917</id><published>2009-11-17T21:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T21:08:10.069-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tell Me Why</title><content type='html'>I took a chance, I took a shot&lt;br /&gt;And you might think I'm bulletproof but I'm not&lt;br /&gt;You took a swing, I took it hard&lt;br /&gt;And down here from the ground, I see who you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick and tired of your attitude&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling like I don't know you&lt;br /&gt;You tell me that you love me then you cut me down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I need you like a heartbeat&lt;br /&gt;But you know you got a mean streak&lt;br /&gt;Makes me run for cover when you're around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's to you and your temper&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I remember what you said last night&lt;br /&gt;And I know that you see what you're doing to me&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could write a book on how&lt;br /&gt;To ruin someone's perfect day&lt;br /&gt;Well, I get so confused and frustrated&lt;br /&gt;Forget what I'm trying to say, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick and tired of your reasons&lt;br /&gt;I got no one to believe in&lt;br /&gt;You tell me that you want me, then push me around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I need you like a heartbeat&lt;br /&gt;But you know you got a mean streak&lt;br /&gt;Makes me run for cover when you're around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to you and your temper&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I remember what you said last night&lt;br /&gt;And I know that you see what you're doing to me&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you have to make me feel small&lt;br /&gt;So you can feel whole inside?&lt;br /&gt;Why do you have to put down my dreams&lt;br /&gt;So you're the only thing on my mind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick and tired of your attitude&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling like I don't know you&lt;br /&gt;You tell me that you want me then cut me down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick and tired of your reasons&lt;br /&gt;I've got no one to believe in&lt;br /&gt;You ask me for my love then you push me around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to you and your temper&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I remember what you said last night&lt;br /&gt;And I know that you see what you're doing to me&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, why? Why? Tell me, why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I take a step back, let you go&lt;br /&gt;I told you I'm not bulletproof&lt;br /&gt;Now you know&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/587686269214686715-4558375748520853917?l=taylorswiftmusicsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylorswiftmusicsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/4558375748520853917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylorswiftmusicsongs.blogspot.com/2009/11/tell-me-why.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587686269214686715/posts/default/4558375748520853917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587686269214686715/posts/default/4558375748520853917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylorswiftmusicsongs.blogspot.com/2009/11/tell-me-why.html' title='Tell Me Why'/><author><name>Valet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08862067029188932438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-587686269214686715.post-3734802186489755268</id><published>2009-11-17T21:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T21:06:13.261-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Way I Loved You</title><content type='html'>He is sensible and so incredible&lt;br /&gt;And all my single friends are jealous&lt;br /&gt;He says everything I need to hear and it’s like I couldn’t ask for anything better&lt;br /&gt;He opens up my door and I get into his car&lt;br /&gt;And he says you look beautiful tonight&lt;br /&gt;And I feel perfectly fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I miss screaming and fighting and kissing in the rain&lt;br /&gt;And it’s 2 AM and I’m cursing your name&lt;br /&gt;You’re so in love that you act insane&lt;br /&gt;And that’s the way I loved you&lt;br /&gt;Breakin’ down and coming undone&lt;br /&gt;It’s a roller-coaster kinda rush&lt;br /&gt;And I never knew I could feel that much&lt;br /&gt;And that’s the way I loved you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He respects my space and never makes me wait&lt;br /&gt;And he calls exactly when he says he will&lt;br /&gt;He’s close to my mother&lt;br /&gt;Talks business with my father&lt;br /&gt;He’s charming and endearing and I’m comfortable&lt;br /&gt;Taylor Swift Lyrics on www.lyrics-celebrities.anekatips.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I miss screaming and fighting and kissing in the rain&lt;br /&gt;And it’s 2 AM and I’m cursing your name&lt;br /&gt;You’re so in love that you act insane&lt;br /&gt;And that’s the way I loved you&lt;br /&gt;Breakin’ down and coming undone&lt;br /&gt;It’s a roller-coaster kinda rush&lt;br /&gt;And I never knew I could feel that much&lt;br /&gt;And that’s the way I loved you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He can’t see the smile I’m faking&lt;br /&gt;And my heart’s not breaking&lt;br /&gt;Cause I’m not feeling anything at all&lt;br /&gt;And you were wild and crazy&lt;br /&gt;Just so frustrating intoxicating complicated&lt;br /&gt;Got away by some mistake and now ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss screaming and fighting and kissing in the rain&lt;br /&gt;It’s 2 AM and I’m cursing your name&lt;br /&gt;I’m so in love that I acted insane&lt;br /&gt;And that’s the way I loved you&lt;br /&gt;Breakin’ down and coming undone&lt;br /&gt;It’s a roller-coaster kinda rush&lt;br /&gt;And I never knew I could feel that much&lt;br /&gt;And that’s the way I loved you uhhh&lt;br /&gt;Whooa whooo oh oh&lt;br /&gt;Oh and that’s the way I loved you&lt;br /&gt;oh, oh oh uhh .. oh oh oh whoow&lt;br /&gt;Never knew I could feel that much&lt;br /&gt;And that’s the way I loved you&lt;div 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You'/><author><name>Valet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08862067029188932438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-587686269214686715.post-8352515397144329799</id><published>2009-11-17T21:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T21:03:37.739-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breathe</title><content type='html'>I see your face in my mind as I drive away&lt;br /&gt;'Cause none of us thought it was gonna end that way&lt;br /&gt;People are people and sometimes we change our minds&lt;br /&gt;But it's killing me to see you go after all this time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm&lt;br /&gt;Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music starts playin' like the end of a sad movie&lt;br /&gt;It's the kinda ending you don't really wanna see&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it's tragedy and it'll only bring you down&lt;br /&gt;Now I don't know what to be without you around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we know it's never simple, never easy&lt;br /&gt;Never a clean break, no one here to save me&lt;br /&gt;You're the only thing I know like the back of my hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can't breathe&lt;br /&gt;Without you, but I have to&lt;br /&gt;Breathe&lt;br /&gt;Without you, but I have to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never wanted this, never want to see you hurt&lt;br /&gt;Every little bump in the road I tried to swerve&lt;br /&gt;People are people and sometimes it doesn't work out&lt;br /&gt;Nothing we say is gonna save us from the fall out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we know it's never simple, never easy&lt;br /&gt;Never a clean break, no one here to save me&lt;br /&gt;You're the only thing I know like the back of my hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can't breathe&lt;br /&gt;Without you, but I have to&lt;br /&gt;Breathe&lt;br /&gt;Without you, but I have to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's two a.m., feelin' like I just lost a friend&lt;br /&gt;Hope you know it's not easy, easy for me&lt;br /&gt;It's two a.m., feelin' like I just lost a friend&lt;br /&gt;Hope you know this ain't easy, easy for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we know it's never simple, never easy&lt;br /&gt;Never a clean break, no one here to save me, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't breathe&lt;br /&gt;Without you, but I have to&lt;br /&gt;Breathe&lt;br /&gt;Without you, but I have to&lt;br /&gt;Breathe&lt;br /&gt;Without you, but I have to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/587686269214686715-8352515397144329799?l=taylorswiftmusicsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-587686269214686715.post-7287120352289010091</id><published>2009-11-17T21:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T21:02:18.015-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teardrops On My Guitar</title><content type='html'>Drew looks at me&lt;br /&gt;I fake a smile so he won't see&lt;br /&gt;What I want and I need&lt;br /&gt;And everything that we should be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll bet she's beautiful&lt;br /&gt;That girl he talks about&lt;br /&gt;And she's got everything&lt;br /&gt;That I have to live without&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drew talks to me&lt;br /&gt;I laugh 'cause it's just so funny&lt;br /&gt;I can't even see&lt;br /&gt;Anyone when he's with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He says he's so in love&lt;br /&gt;He's finally got it right&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if he knows&lt;br /&gt;He's all I think about at night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star&lt;br /&gt;He's the song in the car I keep singing&lt;br /&gt;Don't know why I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drew walks by me&lt;br /&gt;Can he tell that I can't breathe?&lt;br /&gt;And there he goes, so perfectly&lt;br /&gt;The kind of flawless I wish I could be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She better hold him tight&lt;br /&gt;Give him all her love&lt;br /&gt;Look in those beautiful eyes&lt;br /&gt;And know she's lucky 'cause&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star&lt;br /&gt;He's the song in the car I keep singing&lt;br /&gt;Don't know why I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I drive home alone&lt;br /&gt;As I turn out the light&lt;br /&gt;I'll put his picture down&lt;br /&gt;And maybe get some sleep tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cuz he's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar&lt;br /&gt;The only one who's got enough of me to break my heart&lt;br /&gt;He's the song in the car I keep singing&lt;br /&gt;Don't know why I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's the time taken up but there's never enough&lt;br /&gt;And he's all that I need to fall into&lt;br /&gt;Drew looks at me&lt;br /&gt;I fake a smile so he won't see&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/587686269214686715-7287120352289010091?l=taylorswiftmusicsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylorswiftmusicsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/7287120352289010091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylorswiftmusicsongs.blogspot.com/2009/11/teardrops-on-my-guitar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587686269214686715/posts/default/7287120352289010091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587686269214686715/posts/default/7287120352289010091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylorswiftmusicsongs.blogspot.com/2009/11/teardrops-on-my-guitar.html' title='Teardrops On My Guitar'/><author><name>Valet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08862067029188932438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-587686269214686715.post-8540871468311926703</id><published>2009-11-17T21:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T21:00:59.375-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Change</title><content type='html'>I was riding shotgun with my hair undone in the front seat of his car&lt;br /&gt;He's got a one-hand feel on the steering wheel&lt;br /&gt;The other on my heart&lt;br /&gt;I look around, turn the radio down&lt;br /&gt;He says baby is something wrong?&lt;br /&gt;I say nothing I was just thinking how we don't have a song&lt;br /&gt;And he says...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our song is the slamming screen doors,&lt;br /&gt;Sneakin' out late, tapping on your window&lt;br /&gt;When we're on the phone and you talk real slow&lt;br /&gt;'cause it's late and your mama don't know&lt;br /&gt;Our song is the way you laugh&lt;br /&gt;The first date "man, I didn't kiss her, and I should have"&lt;br /&gt;And when I got home ... before I said amen&lt;br /&gt;Asking God if he could play it again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was walking up the front porch steps after everything that day&lt;br /&gt;Had gone all wrong and been trampled on&lt;br /&gt;And lost and thrown away&lt;br /&gt;Got to the hallway, well on my way to my lovin' bed&lt;br /&gt;I almost didn't notice all the roses&lt;br /&gt;And the note that said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've heard every album, listened to the radio&lt;br /&gt;Waited for something to come along&lt;br /&gt;That was as good as our song...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was riding shotgun with my hair undone&lt;br /&gt;In the front seat of his car&lt;br /&gt;I grabbed a pen and an old napkin&lt;br /&gt;And I wrote down our song&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/587686269214686715-8540871468311926703?l=taylorswiftmusicsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylorswiftmusicsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/8540871468311926703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylorswiftmusicsongs.blogspot.com/2009/11/change_17.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587686269214686715/posts/default/8540871468311926703'/><link 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the sky is gold&lt;br /&gt;I hug your legs and fall asleep on the way home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why all the trees change in the fall&lt;br /&gt;But I know you're not scared of anything at all&lt;br /&gt;Don't know if Snow White's house is near or far away&lt;br /&gt;But I know I had the best day with you today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thirteen now and don't know how my friends could be so mean&lt;br /&gt;I come home crying and you hold me tight and grab the keys&lt;br /&gt;And we drive and drive until we found a town far enough away&lt;br /&gt;And we talk and window shop 'til I've forgotten all their names&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know who I'm gonna talk to now at school&lt;br /&gt;But I know I'm laughing on the car ride home with you&lt;br /&gt;Don't know how long it's gonna take to feel okay&lt;br /&gt;But I know I had the best day with you today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have an excellent father, his strength is making me stronger&lt;br /&gt;God smiles on my little brother, inside and out, he's better than I am&lt;br /&gt;I grew up in a pretty house and I had space to run&lt;br /&gt;And I had the best days with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a video I found from back when I was three&lt;br /&gt;You set up a paint set in the kitchen and you're talking to me&lt;br /&gt;It's the age of princesses and pirate ships and the seven dwarfs&lt;br /&gt;And Daddy's smart and you're the prettiest lady in the whole wide world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I know why the all the trees change in the fall&lt;br /&gt;I know you were on my side even when I was wrong&lt;br /&gt;And I love you for giving me your eyes&lt;br /&gt;For staying back and watching me shine&lt;br /&gt;And I didn't know if you knew, so I'm takin' this chance to say&lt;br /&gt;That I had the best day with you today&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/587686269214686715-279050835910048383?l=taylorswiftmusicsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylorswiftmusicsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/279050835910048383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylorswiftmusicsongs.blogspot.com/2009/11/best-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587686269214686715/posts/default/279050835910048383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587686269214686715/posts/default/279050835910048383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylorswiftmusicsongs.blogspot.com/2009/11/best-day.html' title='The Best Day'/><author><name>Valet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08862067029188932438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-587686269214686715.post-9092902420914786131</id><published>2009-11-17T20:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T20:51:19.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Change</title><content type='html'>And it's a sad picture, the final blow hits you&lt;br /&gt;Somebody else gets what you wanted again&lt;br /&gt;You know it's all the same, another time and place&lt;br /&gt;Repeating history and you?re getting sick of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I believe in whatever you do&lt;br /&gt;And I'll do anything to see it through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because these things will change, can you feel it now?&lt;br /&gt;These walls that they put up to hold us back will fall down&lt;br /&gt;It's a revolution, the time will come for us to finally win&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll sing hallelujah!&lt;br /&gt;We'll sing hallelujah! Oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we've been outnumbered, raided and now cornered&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to fight when the fight ain't fair&lt;br /&gt;We're getting stronger now from things they never found&lt;br /&gt;They might be bigger but we're faster and never scared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can walk away and say we don't need this&lt;br /&gt;But there's something in your eyes says we can beat this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause these things will change, can you feel it now?&lt;br /&gt;These walls that they put up to hold us back will fall down&lt;br /&gt;It's a revolution, the time will come for us to finally win&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll sing hallelujah!&lt;br /&gt;We'll sing hallelujah! Oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight we standed on our knees&lt;br /&gt;To fight for what we worked for all these years&lt;br /&gt;And the battle was long, it's the fight of our lives&lt;br /&gt;Will we stand up champions tonight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the night things changed, can you see it now?&lt;br /&gt;These walls that they put up to hold us back fell down&lt;br /&gt;It's a revolution, throw your hands up, 'cause we never gave in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll sing hallelujah!&lt;br /&gt;We sang hallelujah!&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/587686269214686715-9092902420914786131?l=taylorswiftmusicsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylorswiftmusicsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/9092902420914786131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylorswiftmusicsongs.blogspot.com/2009/11/change.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587686269214686715/posts/default/9092902420914786131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587686269214686715/posts/default/9092902420914786131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylorswiftmusicsongs.blogspot.com/2009/11/change.html' title='Change'/><author><name>Valet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08862067029188932438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
