CANCELLED! (Explicit)

Lyrics by：Max Martin/Shellback/Taylor Swift

Composed by：Max Martin/Shellback/Taylor Swift

Produced by：Max Martin/Shellback/Taylor Swift

You thought that it would be okay at first

The situation could be saved of course

But they'd already picked out your grave and hearse

Beware the wrath of masked crusaders

Did you girl-boss too close to the sun?

Did they catch you having far too much fun?

Come with me when they see us they'll run

Something wicked this way comes

Good thing I like my friends cancelled

I like 'em cloaked in Gucci and in scandal

Like my whiskey sour

And poison thorny flowers

Welcome to my underworld

Where it gets quite dark

At least you know exactly who your friends are

They're the ones with matching scars

It's easy to love you when you're popular

The optics click everyone prospers

But one single drop you're off the roster

"Tone-deaf and hot let's fucking off her"

Did you make a joke only a man could?

Were you just too smug for your own good?

Or bring a tiny violin to a knife fight?

Baby that all ends tonight

Good thing I like my friends cancelled

Cancelled)

I like 'em cloaked in Gucci and in scandal

Like my whiskey sour

And poison thorny flowers

Honey)

Welcome to my underworld

It'll break your heart

At least you know exactly who your friends are

They're the ones with matching scars

They stood by me

Before my exoneration

They believed I was innocent

So I'm not here for judgment no

But if you can't be good

Then just be better at it

Everyone's got bodies in the attic

Or took somebody's man

We'll take you by the hand

And soon you'll learn the art

Of never getting caught

It's a good thing I like my friends cancelled

You know that I like 'em cloaked in Gucci and in scandal

I like my whiskey sour

And poison thorny flowers

Yeah it's a good thing I like my friends cancelled

Cancelled)

I salute you if you're much too much to handle

Like my whiskey sour

I like it I love it

And poison thorny flowers

Can't you see my infamy loves company?

Now they've broken you like they've broken me

But a shattered glass

Is a lot more sharp

And now you know exactly who your friends are

You know who we are

We're the ones with matching scars