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last song of the set to the first show
i am comforted by my mortality. give me a reason why i shouldn’t be. i know it’s typical me and “taylor could you say something nice for once?” and i’ll get to that or at least i’ll try. mortality like “this too shall pass away” like no matter how shitty things get it’s okay in a way because this too shall pass away. this body this mind this everything will die. everyone of us will die and our parents will die and our children will die and the bartender will die and the sound guy will die and the crowd will all die! maybe the bartender is broke and maybe the sound guy’s marriage is a joke and maybe everyone in the crowd either has or knows somebody who’s been hurt or raped or beaten or stabbed. either for real or metaphorically but someone who was too much of a COWARD to just be honest. how honest have you been this week? how many little lies have you told that may have made somebody look at you differently, in a negative way? why can’t we just be honest!! i’m trying my hardest to get to the point to get to the point but this is the point. that honesty is important. your boyfriend with the muscles, yeah the one that you lied to, can cry just as hard as you can, and maybe even harder. but you had your own plan. lied to your wife about the money you spent on.. are you kidding me? i can’t even really say that. i don’t want your 9 year old son to know. thanks a lot, dad! if only you cared about honesty. and honestly, mortality is as important as honesty. honestly, every day you spend sitting on your ass making songs speeds up the ticking clock. the numbers are blurred, who knows how much longer but who really cares? at least i got to say something, at least i was honest. i’m sorry if you got offended but i had to be honest. i took some things out that were over the top but i still had to be honest. so stop the fucking bullshit and do something okay? because this too shall pass away.
