vigilante shit

Taylor Swift

Draw the cat eye
Sharp enough to kill a man
You did some bad things, but I'm the worst of them
Sometimes I wonder, which one will be your last lie?
They say looks can kill and I might try

I don't dress for women, I don't dress for men
Lately I've been dressing for revenge

I don't start shit, but I can tell you how it ends
Don't get sad, get even
So on the weekends, I don't dress for friends
Lately I've been dressing for revenge

She needed a cold heart proof, so I gave her some
She had the envelope, where you think she got it from?
Now she gets the house, gets the kids, gets the pride
Picture me thick as thieves with your ex-wife

And she looks so pretty drivin' in your Benz
Lately she's been dressing for revenge

She don't start shit, but she can tell you how it ends
Don't get sad, get even
So on the weekends, she don't dress for friends
Lately she's been dressing for revenge

Ladies always rise above
Ladies know what people want
Someone sweet and kind and fun
The ladies simply had enough

Well, he was doing lines
And crossin' all of mine
Someone told his white collar crimes
To the FBI

And I don't dress for villains or for innocents
I'm a vigilante shit again

I don't start shit, but I can tell you how it ends
Don't get sad, get even
So on the weekends, I don't dress for friends
Lately I've been dressing for revenge