1. Royals (For Haylor Haters)
*THIS IS FOR HAYLOR HATERS. IF YOU ARE A SWIFTY, I DID WARNED YOU*
I've never seen a Haylor lover,
I cut their happy kissing pics into pieces,
And I'm not proud of Taylorland,
With the torn-up towns, no post code envy
Her every song's like breakups, heartbreaks, murder in the bathroom,
Blood stains, ball gowns, trashin' the hotel room,
We don't care, we're driving Cadillacs in our dreams.
But everybody like Hendall, Larry, Zarry more than Haylor,
Jet planes, islands, tigers on a gold leash,
We don't care, we aren't caught up in her love affair.
And we'll never be Taylor (Taylor).
It don't run in our blood,
That kind of fuck just ain't for us.
We crave a different kind of buzz.
Let me be your ruler (ruler),
You can call me crazy
And baby I'll rule, I'll rule, I'll rule, I'll rule.
Let me live that fantasy.
My friends and I – we've cracked the code.
We count our dollars on the train to the party.
And everyone who knows us knows that we're fine with this,
We didn't come for money.
Oooh ooooh ohhh
She's bitchier than we ever dreamed,
And I'm in love with being queen.
Oooooh ooooh ohhhhh
Life is game without a care
We aren't caught up in her love affair.