I'm sure if Silicon Valley radio (the land of keeping the greatest hits of 1997-2001 alive) has added it to heavy rotation, then most of you reading have heard Taylor Swift's latest single, "You Belong With Me," at least once in your radio, TV, or Internet travels as of late. Me? I heard it three times in less than an hour yesterday, driving from Sunnyvale to north San Jose and back while running some weekend errands. That's probably because I was station-surfing, but I digress.

I should start this off by saying I have not a single thing against the song or the artist. It's a catchy cross-over song, well-suited for mainstream Top 40 radio. It was more a sudden pondering of the lyrics, as I am prone to do while driving down the 101, and the realization that there are probably a lot of girls out there who relate to this song. Which, when you think about it, is exactly the problem.

A little advice to the "everygirl" protagonist: trust me babe, he most definitely does not belong with you. This is the problem that plagues a good many girls in teenagehood and in their 20s -- if I said I was never one of them, I'd be a damn liar. So here are some of the key rebuttals for any girl who ever finds herself in that mindset -- and funny, when did my blog become a dating advice column?

If he's a friend, and he hasn't tripped all over himself to be with you -- he won't. And you, "everygirl," deserve someone worthy of being on the receiving end of your time, presence, and smile. Ask any guy friend you know -- I'd say with the 1% exception case that needs to be allowed for, any guy knows if they're attracted to a girl, and how much, pretty much instantly. And believe me when I say that if he wants to date you, he will move mountains. So don't hang around waiting for him to wake up and discover he belongs with you. He doesn't, plain and simple. Do yourself a favor and hang out with other people, ease up on the contact, and find some new routines. Then, sit back and watch what happens.

If the common case (and I stay this from both personal study, along with the study of a good number of female friends and their relationships), he'll suddenly discover he wants your time, all right. Why? Because you're the good, faithful, "will always be there" girl, and you've suddenly gone and changed the game. You're not there, and wait -- how did that happen? So when he's suddenly showing interest, don't fall for it. All roads lead to that interest being lost the second things return to the previous version of normal (you being the good, faithful, "will always be there" girl). Just consider him schooled for any other girl in the future, congratulate yourself, and move on.

Same goes for the on-again, off-again boy, who is never just a friend. I'm not saying burn bridges, I'm just saying remove the expectations or the idea that it would ever evolve into anything more, and re-immerse yourself in the freedom of zest for life and dating. Then write a song about it, to help the poor souls who relate to the "you belong with me" wistfulness. Stay out of that trap, "everygirl" protagonist. Lose the longing, and turn up the smile!