Yeah.

Here’s a scathing review from a self-professed Swift fan.

How does someone who wrote a line like “You call me up again just to break me like a promise / So casually cruel in the name of being honest,” or “I should’ve kept every grocery store receipt / Because every scrap of you would be taken from me,” or “Take the words for what they are / A dwindling, mercurial high / A drug that only worked / The first few hundred times” end up writing, “Forgive me, it sounds cocky / He ah-matized me and opened my eyes / Redwood tree, it ain’t hard to see / His love was the key that opened my thighs.”

Why is this such a lyrical disaster? Why doesn’t it show any of the intrigue or the artistry she’s managed to display in the past? Is it because Jack Antonoff was the secret sauce the whole time? Is it because she’s so dickmatized (“ah-matized,” as she self-censors it on “Wood”) by Travis Kelce that she forgot how to write? Is it because she’s happier now and she can only write when depressed? Is it because her ex-boyfriend Joe Alwyn had more of a hand in the writing of Folklore and Evermore than we thought? Is it because Aaron Dessner wasn’t involved?

Full article: https://defector.com/taylor-swift-life-of-a-showgirl-bad-greed