More songs by Taylor Swift
Description
There is a particular injustice in how easily the world labels people. All you have to do is not smile back, and you're already “angry,” “out of it,” “here we go again with the hysterics.” But all that's left is a handful of silence after someone deftly took everything important out of your hands, while managing to remain a “nice guy.”
This song conveys the cold calm of a person who has finally stopped making excuses. The sarcasm here cuts softer than a razor - with a smile that hides the fatigue of the endless game of “behave yourself.” And let them call me crazy now - at least I'm not stupid.
Lyrics and translation
Original
What did you think I'd say to that?
Does a scorpion sting when fighting back?
They strike to kill, and you know I will
You know I will
What do you sing on your drive home?
Do you see my face in the neighbor's lawn?
Does she smile?
Or does she mouth, "Fuck you forever"?
Every time you call me crazy, I get more crazy
What about that?
And when you say I seem angry, I get more angry
And there's nothing like a mad woman
What a shame she went mad
No one likes a mad woman
You made her like that
And you'll poke that bear 'til her claws come out
And you find something to wrap your noose around
And there's nothing like a mad woman
Now I breathe flames each time I talk
My cannons all firin' at your yacht
They say, "Move on", but you know I won't
And women like hunting witches too
Doing your dirtiest work for you
It's obvious that wanting me dead has really brought you two together
Every time you call me crazy, I get more crazy
What about that?
And when you say I seem angry, I get more angry
And there's nothing like a mad woman
What a shame she went mad
No one likes a mad woman
You made her like that
And you'll poke that bear 'til her claws come out
And you find something to wrap your noose around
And there's nothing like a mad woman
I'm taking my time, taking my time
'Cause you took everything from me
Watching you climb, watching you climb
Over people like me
The master of spin has a couple side flings
Good wives always know
She should be mad, should be scathing like me, but
No one likes a mad woman
What a shame she went mad
You made her like that