Lyrics:

Can't imagine being 15
And waiting for Romeo on that white horse
Making you believe it was a love story
I know heartbreak all too well
I get you, I get you
When I got down
I turned up your sick beats
So I wrote you a song to say
'Thanks for helping me get on my feet'
But good intentions hit the fan
Yeah you don't like your fans
And it's making me say
Girl, I don't get you
Na na, Taylor Swift
Girl, I don't get you
Say things you really don't mean
And that's quite mean
Girl, I don't get you
I really don't get you
Was the summer of '16
Finished my song for you
Sorry if it's cheesy
Making it wasn't easy

But you put a blank space over my name
I don't get you, I don't get you
When I got down
I turned up your sick beats
So I wrote you a song to say
'Thanks for helping me get on my feet'
But good intentions hit the fan
Yeah you don't like your fans
And it's making me say
Girl, I don't get you
Na na, Taylor Swift
Girl, I don't get you
Say things you really don't mean
And that's quite mean
Girl, I don't get you
I really don't get you
Ohhhhhh
It's not about what you know
It's all about who you know
It's not about what you know
It's all about who you know

So that's why I thought you'd be inspired by my song
And that you'd be open to helping me along
But I guess I got you wrong
Girl, I don't get you
Na na, Taylor Swift
Girl, I don't get you
Say things you really don't mean
And that's quite mean
Girl, I don't get you
Girl, I don't get you
Na na, Taylor Swift
Girl, I don't get you
Say things you really don't mean
And that's quite mean
Girl, I don't get you
I really don't get you