All of which would be fine if the execution wasn't so clumsy. The lyrics are whiny and petulant. Taylor commits the contrasting crimes of being over-dramatic ("band aids don't fix bullet holes") while lacking any bite ("we've got problems and I don't think we can solve them"). There's no humour, no substance, and the whole mean-spirited endeavour paints the star in a bad light.
Worse still, the tune is horrible: Repetitive in the bad way and delivered in a manner that makes the lyrics seem 10 times as moany.
A mediocre song in the middle of an exceptional album Bad Blood has, somehow, been chosen as a single and received a stunning, blockbuster video with a cast of thousands.
Thankfully, Taylor's lyrics are mostly deleted in favour of two verses by Kendrick Lamar, which improve the song while making it totally nonsensical. But since when has that mattered in pop?
If only they'd spent this kind of creative energy on the video for Style.
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