We Are Never Ever Getting Back Together
Taylor Swift mocks her ex-boyfriend in the condescending “We Are Never Ever Getting Back Together.”
A capivated guitar opens the single, setting a gossipy tone. She’d been traveling around the States, singing in clubs. After the show, she would check her phone to see if her boyfriend texted or emailed her. All she received was a voicemail from her mom, wishing her luck and posts from Facebook from fans. She called up him the next day, asking him why he hasn’t contacted her at all while she was gone. He told her he had to figure things out and had to be single. A couple days later, she gets a text from him: “can we talk?” She calls him again. He tells her he’s been thinking about her, listening to her songs and wondering if she would like to be with him again. He promises to call her after every show. The next night, after she performs, she checks her phone again. Nothing. She dials his number into her phone and when he answers “hello,” she yells she can’t stand him. A couple days later, he calls again to apologize. (“I remember when we broke up the first time/Saying, "This is it, I've had enough," 'cause like/We hadn't seen each other in a month/When you said you needed space. (What?/Then you come around again and say/"Baby, I miss you and I swear I'm gonna change, trust me."/Remember how that lasted for a day?/I say, "I hate you," we break up, you call me, "I love you.”)
In the pre-chorus, she says they broke up the night before. However, she decides to be firm with now. (“Oh, we called it off again last night/But oh, this time I'm telling you, I'm telling you.”)
In the chorus, she tells him they are over for good. No calls. No texting. Nothing. Everyone talks in their group, sharing information they heard from a friend. She tells him talking through his friends isn’t going to work anymore. (“We are never ever ever getting back together/We are never ever ever getting back together/You go talk to your friends, talk to my friends, talk to me/But we are never ever ever ever getting back together.”)
She rolls her eyes, thinking of the last rumor she heard from her friend. He was telling everybody she was one for him. (“Like, ever.”)
It would irk her when he would tell her she was not putting the dishes in the dishwasher right. Instead of ignoring him, she would yell she was doing it the way he told her. He would pout and go into the basement. There, he put on the Gospel Claws’ album “Put Your Sunshine Away,” blaring the single “Hambone” on repeat for hours. (“I'm really gonna miss you picking fights/And me falling for it screaming that I'm right/And you would hide away and find your peace of mind/With some indie record that's much cooler than mine.”)
In the pre-chorus, she had checked her phone and it was another voicemail from him. She called him, letting him know to not call her ever again. (“Oh, you called me up again tonight/But oh, this time I'm telling you, I'm telling you.”)
The chorus is sung again.
After a couple “oh yeahs” and “ohs,” she thought they would be a long-term couple, heading for marriage someday. She rehashes the conversation she had with him with her best friend, saying she can’t deal with his drama. (“I used to think that we were forever ever/And I used to say, "Never say never..."/Ugh... so he calls me up and he's like, "I still love you,"/And I'm like... "I just... I mean this is exhausting, you know, like/We are never getting back together. Like, ever”/No!”)
The chorus is sung again.
An abbreivated chorus end the single. (“ We, oh, getting back together, oh/We, ooh, getting back together/You go talk to your friends, talk to my friends, talk to me (talk to me)/But we are never ever ever ever getting back together.”)
Swift’s vocals are minimal. It’s spoken in key with some singing sprinkled in here and there. She chats throughout, enjoying the spotlight as the friend with the most interesting lovelife. Her friends ask what’s going on with them and she thrives on the attention it gives her. She retells every detail to them, who are hanging on to every word she has said, setting him up as a pathetic loser who can’t get over her. However, she also knows word will also get back to him, which will keep the story going.
It would be easy to stop the drama between them. All she would have to do is ignore him. However, she’s afraid it would mean people wouldn’t have any interest in her anymore. She needs something make her special. She has made her role as the alluring young woman, causing all the guys to have crushes on her.
Swift is better than this Avril Lavigne castoff and is fully capable of creating some great songs (“Mine,” “Breathe”). Shifting the blame and playing the victim works against her here.
The pretentious “We Are Never Ever Getting Back Together” has some growing up to do before it becomes a real song.