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If You're Anything Like Me

Taylor Swift

If you're anything like me
You bite your nails
And laugh when you're nervous
You promise people the world
Because that's what they want from you
You like giving them what they want
But darling, you need to stop

If you're anything like me
You knock on wood every time you make plans
You cross your fingers, hold your breath
Wish on lucky numbers and eyelashes
Your superstitions were the lone survivors of the shipwreck
Rest In Peace, to your naive bravado
If life gets too good now
Darling, it scares you

If you're anything like me
You never wanted to lock your door
Your secret garden gate or your diary drawer
Didn't want to face the you you don't know anymore
For fear she was much better before
But Darling, now you have to

If you're anything like me
There's a justice system in your head
For names you'll never speak again
And you make your ruthless rulings
Each new enemy turns to steel
They become the bars that confine you
In your own little golden prison cell
But Darling, there is where you meet yourself

If you're anything like me
You've grown to hate your pride
To love your thighs
And no amount of friends at 25
Will fill the empty seats
At the lunch tables of your past
The teams that picked you last
But Darling, you keep trying

If you're anything like me
You couldn't recognize the face of your love
Until they stripped you of your shiny paint
Threw your victory flag away
And you saw the ones who wanted you anyway
Darling, later on you will thank your stars
For that frightful day

If you're anything like me
I'm sorry

But Darling, it's going to be okay



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