Taylor Swift + my crazy life = this song

LOUD
(Inspired by my four boys, and Mean- listen if you don't know the song)

YOU, with your toys like knives and swords
and Nerf darts that you shoot at me

YOU, knock-knock jokin' again and again
got me feeling like I'm crazy

You, with your voice like nails on a chalkboard,
calling me "MOM" when you're wounded

You, pickin' on the weaker brother

Well, you can make me crazy with just one Wiggles show

But you don't know what you don't know

Someday I'll be living in the quiet country

And all you're ever gonna be is LOUD

Someday I go hide away where you can't find me

And all you're ever gonna be is LOUD

Why you gotta be so LOUD?

YOU, with your matchbox cars and your bugs in jars
and your taste for demolition

YOU, have smudged my windows again
as if I didn't just clean them

I work with my headphones on trying to block you out
'cause you'll never stop taking

I just wanna think complete thoughts again

I know you get pushed around, somebody made you fall

But the tattling ends right now 'cause you're drivin' mama up the wall

but soon it won't be like this at all

Someday I'll be living in the quiet country

And all you're ever gonna be is LOUD

Someday I go hide away where you can't find me

And all you're ever gonna be is LOUD

Why you gotta be so LOUD?

And I can see you years from now on a field, fighting over a football game

With that same big loud opinion but everybody's listening

Suited up and grunting about the same boy-barian things

Mad and grumbling on about how the ref can't see

But all you are is LOUD

All you are is LOUD
and rambunctious 
and destructive and full of life

And loud, and loud, and loud, and loud

Someday I'll be living in the quiet country

And all you're ever gonna be is  LOUD

Someday I go hide away where you can't find me

And all you're ever gonna be is LOUD

Why you gotta be so LOUD?