if you're anything like me,
you bite your nails,
and laugh when you get 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 your 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 diary drawer
didn't want to face the you you didn't know anymore
for fear she was much better than 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, this 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, keep trying.

if you're anything like me,
you couldn't recognize the face of 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.

- taylor swift