Friday, September 18, 2009

:: Tell Me Why ::

Songwriters: Rose, Liz; Swift, Taylor Alison;

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 you love me then you 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



I'm sick and tired of your reasons

I got no one to believe in

You tell me that you want me, then push me around



And I need you like a heartbeat

But you know you got a mean streak

Makes me run for cover when you're around



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?



Why do you have to make me feel small

So you can feel whole inside?

Why do you have to put down my dreams

So you're the only thing on my mind?



I'm sick and tired of your attitude

I'm feeling like I don't know you

You tell me that you want me then cut me down



I'm sick and tired of your reasons

I've got no one to believe in

You ask me for my love then you push me around



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? Why? Tell me, why?



I take a step back, let you go

I told you I'm not bulletproof

Now you know

~ Taylor Swift ~

No comments: