This song is Swift's response to the negative reputation the media has given her.
"I can make the bad guys good for a weekend" - the bad guys are the paparazzi to Swift, but are good to the "player" since association with Swift immediately gives publicity. Any publicity is good publicity and Swift knows this.
"You can tell me when it's over" - the tabloids rumor relationships are over before the couple announces it officially.
With this song Swift is portraying the way she is portrayed by the media.
It is a sarcastic jab at how she views herself and how her "ex-lovers" only wanted to be with her to increase their fame.
I applaud the brilliance in writing about how you always write about relationships.
It is expected so Swift is giving the media what they want and profiting off the attention.
I'm sick of feeding my soul
To people who'll never know
Just how purposeless and empty they've grown
Because their language confuses like
Computers refuse to understand how I'm feeling today
I'm freezing, and losing my way
I don't need another map of your head
I am freezing, and losing my way
I don't need another map of your head
I saw a liquid control
That gives life to our soul
I hit my head on it and woke up to know
That I was all alone
Wearing just socks and a phone
Someone screaming like their world might explode
Yeah, I'm freezing, and losing my way
I don't need another map of your head
I'm freezing, and losing my way
I don't want another map of your head
Freezing, and losing my way
I don't want another map of your head
I'm freezing, and losing my way
I don't need another map of your head, yeah
To people who'll never know
Just how purposeless and empty they've grown
Because their language confuses like
Computers refuse to understand how I'm feeling today
I'm freezing, and losing my way
I don't need another map of your head
I am freezing, and losing my way
I don't need another map of your head
I saw a liquid control
That gives life to our soul
I hit my head on it and woke up to know
That I was all alone
Wearing just socks and a phone
Someone screaming like their world might explode
Yeah, I'm freezing, and losing my way
I don't need another map of your head
I'm freezing, and losing my way
I don't want another map of your head
Freezing, and losing my way
I don't want another map of your head
I'm freezing, and losing my way
I don't need another map of your head, yeah
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Map of Your Head Lyrics as written by Matthew James Bellamy
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this song is all about
de-generation
and frustration
taken in a light way
"don't need a map of your head"
means for me: am not interested in all other peoples little tiny problems
"I'm sick of feeling my soul
To people who'll never know
Just how purposely and empty they grow"
He's sick of talking to people who wont listen to what he has to say.
"Because their language confuses
Like computers refuse to understand
How i'm feeling today"
And he hates talking to therapists (the computers, all the information, none of the feeling) because they don't understand him.
"I'm freezing and losing my way
I don't need another map of your head"
He's suffering through depression and he doesn't need other people's problems piled on his own.
"I saw a liquid controlled
That gives life to a soul
I hit my head on it and woke up to know
That i was all alone
Wearing just socks and a phone
Someone's screaming ike their world might explode"
He's tried alcohol but it doesn't seem to work and it just makes things worse.
But that's just me.