I'm sure she's having a really hard time being 'torn down' by the odd person who doesn't find her lyrics full of genius! Why so dramatic?!
Also the statement that a single line can 'take your breath away' suggests to me that it's broad enough to mean something to someone who's never met TS. Pop music often works like this: by making us feel like the artist knows how we feel - that even though they're big and famous and special, they can relate to us. So maybe we're like them too! Maybe we're special too!
For me, really good writing isn't about soundbites that strike me as mildly clever or that I can 'relate' to. In fact, for me really good writing shocks, unsettles, is hard to get in to, takes time to understand and unpack, or makes you question things or look at them in a new way.
Pop music doesn't work like this. They write about things in a vague way so it could be relevant to anyone - so it has mass appeal. And all the emotions they're writing about have become so standardised, so usual, so expected, that it's easy to package them up and sell them back to us.
Pop music is so powerful because make us feel a sense of belonging that we sadly lack in a world where we're increasingly fragmented from each other - where we live further away from each other, spend more time at work, and have less and less free time to really connect with each other. And pop music is one of the many feel good consolation prizes that we have in a crumbling world that distracts us from our problems. Keep us stuffed full of TS and Deliveroo and Boohoo clothes and we won't be as desperate to make the world better. We'll be content enough to let it all carry on.
Some of the comments on this thread show that TS is deified - you can't say an ill world about her without it making people angry. Concerts are the new churches, pop music the new religion. And religion used to be the thing that distracted us from worldly misery, by promising us there was something better coming after. Football, pop music, shiny new trainers - they all do the same thing.
For me, the state of some pop music and pop lyrics are a worse than a travesty: they're indicative of how narrow and predictable and commodified the range of human emotions and experiences have become. And how easily impressed and pacified we are.
And a couple of hints that she's Juliet on her balcony, or sticking 'all's well that end's well' into a line doesn't make her the next Shakespeare.
I think there's so much beauty and hope and great, challenging art in the world - but it's not there for me in a woman talking about seeing her latest boyfriend by a vending machine over a tinny beat.