Taylor Swift may have the whole ‘successful undercover pixie next door’ thing locked down, but even that doesn’t make her immune to the charms of a certain Harry. Redknapp, of course. Despite promises of t’rrific times and endless media speculation, things never seem to actually work out for either Taylor or Harry. Despite the eminently catchy bubblegum pop wrapped package Swift delivers, the inevitable hurt inflicted by Harry can’t be masked. Taylor Swift perfectly captures the sheer anger, anguish and sense of helplessness of being left in the Red perfectly on this barnstorming track. No one wants you back Harry. No one. Fuck off.
Rishi Modha 