Saturday, April 18, 2009

woah. my kind of moment

I took a chance, i took a shot
And you might think I'm bulletproof, but I'm not
You took a swing, i took it hard
And down here from the ground i see who you are

I'm sick and tired of your attitude
I'm feeling like I don't know you
You tell me that that you love me then cut me down
And I need you like a heartbeat
But you know you got a mean streak
Makes me run for cover when you're around
And here's to you and your temper
Yes, I remember what you said last night
And I know that you see what you're doing to me
Tell me why

You could write a book on how to ruin someone's perfect day
Well I get so confused and frustrated
Forget what I'm trying to say, oh

Taylor Swift - Tell Me Why

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