If Taylor Swift's Lyrics Were Realistic

    "They'll tell you I'm a pain."

    Nice to meet you = I see your pic on Tinder


    Where you been? = Swipe to the right

    
I could show you incredible things = I could show you some OK things


    Magic, madness, heaven, sin = My apartment, OCD, Nutella, gin

    Saw you there and I thought, Oh my god = I saw your pic and I thought, Nice-looking beard

    Look at that face, you look like my next mistake = Look at that face, you look like my next bae


    Love's a game, wanna play = Tinder's a game, no one likes to play


    New money, suit and tie = No money, T-shirt, open fly


    I can read you like a magazine = I can watch you like a Netflix show scene

    Ain't it funny rumors fly = Ain't it funny how your profile pic was a lie

    
And I know you heard about me = And I know you saw that Instagram


    So hey, let's be friends = So hey, let's be hookup pals


    I'm dying to see how this one ends = I'm dying to see if this one lasts


    Grab your passport and my hand = Grab your ID for the bars

    
I could make the bad guys good for a weekend = I could get confused and think you're a good guy for six months

    So it's gonna be forever = So it's gonna be about eight months


    Or it's gonna go down in flames = Or we go back online


    You can tell me when it's over = You ghost me when it's over

    
If the high was worth the pain = This was a waste of time


    Got a long list of ex-lovers = My number's getting high

    
They'll tell you I'm insane = They'll tell you I'm a pain


    'Cause you know I love the players = 'Cause you know I love hard-to-read guys


    And you love the game = And you love being lame

    'Cause we're young and we're reckless = 'Cause we're getting old and should settle down


    We'll take this way too far = We'll overthink this all


    It'll leave you breathless = I'll leave you blue-balled


    Or with a nasty scar = Or with some benign HPV 


    Got a long list of ex-lovers = My numbers getting too high


    They'll tell you I'm insane= They'll tell you I'm ACTUALLY insane

    But I got a blank space, baby = But I got an unfriend button


    And I'll write your name = And I'll delete your name