What Happens When You Send Guys Song Lyrics On Tinder

What Happens When You Send Guys Song Lyrics On Tinder

"You don't know about me, but I bet you want to..."

Tinder. Some hate it, others love it, but we can all admit that it's an app that has taken our generation by storm. With it's right swipes, left swipes, and super likes, Tinder has changed the dating game for college students everywhere. Some use it as a way to meet new people, some for an easy hookup, and others for an ego boost to hold together their fragile self-esteem.

With a community of people with such diverse motivations, you never know what to expect. So that's exactly what I decided to become: the unexpected. I went not-so-undercover on Tinder with the singular purpose of messaging guys using only popular song lyrics. So, without further ado, here are some of my exchanges on Tinder feat. Selena Gomez, One Direction, and, of course, Taylor Swift.

1. Selena Gomez: "Can't Keep My Hands To Myself"

Currently he thinks I need help in a fun and flirty way. Once he reads this article, he's still going to think I need help, just in a different way...

Success rate: 6/10

2. J. Cole: "Work Out"

So maybe I used the most recognizable lyric in the song, but I really did think I had a chance of tricking him. Props to him for recognizing my game instantly and also sliding in a quick compliment. Success rate: 10/10

3. One Direction: "Perfect"

Apparently, using this song leads not only to highly philosophical quotes by "Muhammas" Ali, but also the boy asking for your number, even if he only wants to hold you "sometimes." Too bad One Direction won't be together anymore to play at our wedding.

Success rate: 10/10

4. Taylor Swift: "Enchanted"

This image would be the perfect cover for a book titled "Easy Ways to Convince a Guy You're Psychotic." I'll be holding signings in Barnes and Noble once it is published.

Success Rate: -10

5. Zayn Malik: "Pillowtalk"

Apparently, more boys know the lyrics to Zayn's new song than a One Direction single. S/o to this dude for ruining my fun before it began..

Success rate: 2/10

5. Adele: "Hello"

"I figured from the get go..." and these were the most clever responses he could think of? Sorry, dude, it never would have worked out with us anyway. It's not me, it's you—looks like I'll always be on the other side.

Success rate: 2/10

6. Taylor Swift: "Blank Space"

Hands down, my favorite conversation of them all. When in doubt, Taylor Swift. Honestly speaking, "you look like my next mistake" is pretty much my thought process when I see a cute guy. Kudos to this guy for playing my own game right back at me. Snaps for you.

Success rate: 10/10

I'm not sure what I expected responses to be before I did this, but I definitely got a few good laughs out of the experience. I'm slightly afraid I will run into some of these guys on campus and they'll see me as the crazy girl from Tinder, but hey, what's life without a little risk? I might just talk to guys in only song lyrics from now on, because I think I was actually more successful that way. I'm not sure what that says about my personality or future love life, but at least we all get a laugh out of it.

Cover Image Credit: SlashGear

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I Blame My Dad For My High Expectations

Dad, it's all your fault.

I always tell my dad that no matter who I date, he's always my number one guy. Sometimes I say it as more of a routine thing. However, the meaning behind it is all too real. For as long as I can remember my dad has been my one true love, and it's going to be hard to find someone who can top him.

My dad loves me when I am difficult. He knows how to keep the perfect distance on the days when I'm in a mood, how to hold me on the days that are tough, and how to stand by me on the days that are good.

He listens to me rant for hours over people, my days at school, or the episode of 'Grey's Anatomy' I watched that night and never once loses interest.

He picks on me about my hair, outfit, shoes, and everything else after spending hours to get ready only to end by telling me, “You look good." And I know he means it.

He holds the door for me, carries my bags for me, and always buys my food. He goes out of his way to make me smile when he sees that I'm upset. He calls me randomly during the day to see how I'm doing and how my day is going and drops everything to answer the phone when I call.

When it comes to other people, my dad has a heart of gold. He will do anything for anyone, even his worst enemy. He will smile at strangers and compliment people he barely knows. He will strike up a conversation with anyone, even if it means going way out of his way, and he will always put himself last.

My dad also knows when to give tough love. He knows how to make me respect him without having to ask for it or enforce it. He knows how to make me want to be a better person just to make him proud. He has molded me into who I am today without ever pushing me too hard. He knew the exact times I needed to be reminded who I was.

Dad, you have my respect, trust, but most of all my heart. You have impacted my life most of all, and for that, I can never repay you. Without you, I wouldn't know what I to look for when I finally begin to search for who I want to spend the rest of my life with, but it might take some time to find someone who measures up to you.

To my future husband, I'm sorry. You have some huge shoes to fill, and most of all, I hope you can cook.

Cover Image Credit: Logan Photography

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