mad woman (Explicit)

mad woman (Explicit) - Taylor Swift

Written by：Taylor Swift/Aaron Dessner

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All Rights Reserved. Used by Permission.

Produced by：Aaron Dessner

Recorded by：Jonathan Low and Aaron Dessner at Long Pond (Hudson Valley, NY)

Mixed by：Serban Ghenea at Mixstar Studios (Virginia Beach, VA)

Engineered by：John Hanes

Mastered by：Randy Merrill at Sterling Sound (New York, NY)

Drum Programming, Percussion, Bass, Acoustic Guitar, Electric Guitar, Piano and Synthesizer by：Aaron Dessner (Hudson Valley, NY)

Orchestration by：Bryce Dessner (Biarritz, FR)

Beat Programming, Synthesizers, Hand Percussion and Drums by：James McAlister (Los Angeles, CA) recorded by James McAlister

Viola and Violin by：Yuki Numata Resnick (Buffalo, NY) recorded by Kyle Resnick

Cello by：Clarice Jensen (Brooklyn, NY) recorded by Clarice Jensen

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 **** 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 firing 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