There are many theories on who this is about – many speculate it is another relationship of a friend of Taylor’s, others speculate its from someone else’s perspective about her, but regardless I’m not really interested in who it’s about. This song isn’t very deep – it is pretty straight forward. Specifically, Midnight Rain, Vigilante Shit and this song are pretty straight forward so there isn’t a ton to breakdown, but I’ll point out a few things.
cue “I remember” from Out of the Woods and slow it down
Good girl, sad boy
Big city, wrong choices
This is the big indicator that this song is setting up a conversation rather then every line being from a first person perspective.
We had one thing going on
I swear that it was something
‘Cause I don’t remember who I was before you
Painted all my nights
A color I have searched for since
This is one of the best lines she’s ever written, talk to the wall if you don’t agree.
Her use of colors is always something that has made her work hers. Utilizing colors for sadness, love, happiness and comfort. BUT WHAT IS THE COLOR THAT CANT BE REPLICATED??
Is it gold? But that color is now what she has. Love is golden.
But one thing after another
Fuckin’ situations, circumstances
Miscommunications and I
always the failure of relationships – miscommunication
Have to say
By the way
I just may like some explanations
Can I ask you a question?
Did you ever have someone kiss you in a crowded room
And every single one of your friends was making fun of you
But fifteen seconds later they were clapping too?
I kind of read this set of lines like you told your friends you liked someone and they thought you were kidding, and then they saw you make a move and realized you were serious, so started to cheer on the situation.
Then what did you do?
Did you leave her house in the middle of the night? Oh
Did you wish you’d put up more of a fight, oh
All you had to do was, stay.
When she said it was too much?
Do you wish you could still touch her?
It’s just a question
Again I see this as a story line between two people. For some reason I just see two people sitting on the roof, and this girl asking the sad boy questions about the relationship fall out.
Half-moon eyes, bad surprise
Half-moon eyes I see as a squint. Kinda like “what the hell was that,” face.
Did you realize out of time?
She was on your mind
With some dickhead guy
That you saw that night
When you realized you loved her more than you thought, and it became very apparent when she was with someone else.
But you were on something
on something?? drugs?? or love drunk, Taylor?
It was one drink after another
Fuckin’ politics and gender roles
And you’re not sure and I don’t know
Got swept away in the gray
Were these the conversations that led the relationship to a place of contempt? Or were they conversations that could have been handled better that caused the relationship to an area of the unknown?
Or were the things that caused the relationship to fail because of pure speculation of the media? Or the fear of it.
I just may like to have a conversation
Does it feel like everything’s just like second best after that meteor strike?
I really hate the speculation that she isn’t happy in her current relationship because of this song, specifically this line. This is clearly a conversation that Taylor has created to story tell. Maybe it’s about her past, maybe it’s about a friend of hers that she is sticking up for. But regardless, we can have love that we face that is so infatuating, and consuming but maybe toxic. Or love that makes us see new colors but it also coded with rage and anger in times that aren’t perfect.
But I love the idea of a meteor strike resembling this chaotic moment. A moment that hit everyone hard, and blew up emotions in catastrophic ways, that changed the landscape of lives, but in the result was nothing good for anyone who was existing before… but it did change the future and feelings that were possible.
And what’s that that I heard, that you’re still with her?
That’s nice, I’m sure that’s what’s suitable
can I ask you a question?
To be honest the images that were in my head were not self portraits – but this is a self portrait series [lol] – What I really wanted was a crowded room of people moving with two people kissing in the back. Like the moment stopping for two people in a very serious manner but the rest of the world moving on like it’s nothing. But alas, self portrait series.
I’ve been pretty stuck on the line about color never being able to be found after a relationship ended. Feeling in a haze of remembrance of a color [a feeling] that once consumed you. All you have is the memory of that feeling but haven’t been able to find it in any one else’s company. Again, maybe the feeling was something that changed your landscape, but there were also flaws in that relationship. I firmly believe there can be passionate, eye-crossing types of love that also are incredibly toxic and good for nobody. So the idea of the meteor strike changing the landscape of your life and your heart, but for the good and for the bad.
Also, Willow has a question, too.