The difference between Swift and the others is simple — no one will remember her work in a…
Tom Ritchford
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“Long were the nights when my days once revolved around you,

Counting my footsteps, praying the floor won’t fall through, again…

And I lived in your chess game, but you changed the rules everyday.”

Those aren’t even up there with near her best lyrics, but she wrote them at nineteen, and wrote even better stuff at fourteen.

So try another angle, because ‘bland’ etc. is bullshit.