Swifty’s Dear John
I’m about to gloat. Like really, really gloat. Hard. You should click away if you can’t handle it.
I was the first to report last December that Taylor Swift and John Mayer were flirting . Then in January of this year I reported that they were hooking up behind her ma’s back in Nashville. There was a lot of cloak and dagger and sneaking around because her mother was rightly concerned. In February I reported again that the two were still together and that that silly bowling thing she had with Cory Monteith was just a decoy. I continued to follow their romance through March and April.
Sandra Bullock hid a baby.
You CAN avoid the paps when you’re famous.
Oh but they wouldn’t believe. Her people did their best to cover it up. And several of you emailed to say the story was bullsh-t.
Is it bullsh-t if she sings about it? It’s ended now and she’s singing about it. This is why I gloat.
After the gloat though, I mean, you could see it coming right? Any girl who’s gone there could see it coming. It was a foregone conclusion that it would end this way. As I wrote back in January:
Kanye was nothing. Nothing compared to how this dicksplash could destroy her. Then again, she's young. And it happens. We are/were all due for a transformational devastating affair. At 20, for Taylor, it's only a matter of time. It's just really too bad it has to be him. Because on a romantic resume, John Mayer is a straight up smear.
And now there’s a song called Dear John. The lyrics go something like this:
I see it all now that you're gone
Don't you think I was too young
To be messed with
The girl in the dress
Cried the whole way home
I should've known
It was wrong
Don't you think nineteen's too young
To be played
By your dark, twisted games
When I loved you so.
My mother accused me of losing my mind
But I swore I was fine...
You'll add my name to your long list of traitors who don't understand
And I'll look back in regret I ignored what they said
Run as fast as you can
Yes, honey, we all said that. But at that age, no one expects you to listen anyway. The best part of it all though is that this apparently is the strongest song on Swift’s new album dropping later this month. Which means it will get a LOT of play. Maybe even Grammy play. And, really, there’s really no better revenge than that. Than taking your f-ck you song to music’s biggest night and holding it up in his piece of sh-t skeeze of a face.
Swifty did good.
Photos attached of Taylor Swift in Paris last night promoting the new album Speak Now.
Click here to read more about the record.
Photos from Wenn.com