I get tired of people saying she can't sing. First of all, I can't imagine being her age and performing in front of the audiences she has. Who's voice wouldn't get a little jumpy under those circumstances? And even if I didn't like her voice, she's got a true talent for writing pop/country songs like nobody's business. And she writes them by herself, without any co-writers. The girl has got serious talent.
When Kanye West got up and tried to rain on her parade during the VMAs last year, she never said anything mean about him in retaliation. She held her tongue, or maybe she was never mad about it in the first place.
As she writes in the prologue of her CD, Speak Now, her latest batch of songs are, "...made up of words I didn't say when the moment was right in front of me. These songs are open letters. Each is written to a very specific person in mind, telling them what I meant to tell them in person. To the beautiful boy whose heart I broke in December. To my first love who I never thought would be my first heartbreak. To my band. To a mean man I used to be afraid of. To someone who made my world very dark for a while. To a girl who stole something of mine. To someone I forgive for what he said in front of the whole world."
Clearly, Taylor Swift has found her beautiful way of getting her emotions out. Maybe she's able to handle tense situations by thinking to herself, "I canNOT wait to get home and write a song about this!"
The CD is in my car, stuck on track #6, "Mean." Of course we don't know exactly who she's singing about, but clearly it's some naysayer who has criticized her, perhaps telling her she has a bad voice.
Taylor is 20. I'm hoping to grow up and be just like her.
you, with your words like knives and swords and weapons that you use against me
you have knocked me off my feet again, got me feeling like nothing
you, with your voice like nails on a chalkboard calling me out when i'm wounded
you, picking on the weaker man
well you can take me down with just one single blow
but you don't know what you know
someday i'll be living in a big ole city
and all you're ever gonna be is mean
someday i'll be big enough so you can't hit me
and all you've ever be is mean
why you gotta be so mean?
you, with your with you're switching sides and your wildfire lies and your humiliation
you have pointed out my flaws again, as if I don't already see them
i walk with my head down trying to block you out cause I'll never impress you
i just wanna feel okay again
i bet you got pushed around, somebody made you cold
but the cycle ends right here cuz i'm not walking down that road
and you don't know know what you don't know
and i can see you years from now in a bar
talking over a football game with that same big loud opinion
but nobody's listening
washed up and ranting about the same old bitter things
drunk and grumbling on about how i can't sing
but all you are is mean
all you are is mean, and a liar and pathetic and alone in life
and mean and mean and mean!