Overthinking, self-regulation, and indecision all represent the qualities responsible for panic and insecurity in the midst of an important decision. We’ve all been there despite the magnitude of the situation. Whether it has been making a tough diet decision, choosing one option over another, or it can be a struggle in realizing the fate of a relationship with a person. As a person known for over analyzing situations, reading too far into things, and having the tendency to sometimes be a little over dramatic, this week I present another one of my favorite songs, “Treacherous” by Taylor Swift which details an individual’s inability to refrain from pursuing a harmful relationship.
This theme of struggling to decide between realism and a desired fantasy is extremely prevalent in current pop music today, but the song’s coupling of country and pop and the poetic lyricism capture my admiration. I admit, there’s a great number of songs I often listen to voluntarily over Taylor Swift’s “Treacherous” for the mere catchy vibe, however, the detailed symbolism transcending throughout the song is the reason for my unceasing love for it.
Fighting to refrain from anything serious, she sings “put your lips close to mine, as long as they don’t touch” to make it known that she wants something, but nothing that could hurt her. By not touching, she knows she won’t be able to blame herself for any downfall that may occur and to avoid anything that may be “treacherous.” Although she seems to uphold awareness about the dangers of this specific relationship, she quickly contradicts it by admitting that the “gravity’s too much” and even though she tries to run from it, she defeatedly justifies that “you’re quicksand,” alluding to the inability to escape it.
Not only does the song contain qualities of relatability to an audience, but the metaphor in which she conveys her feelings is strikingly insightful as the strong pull of gravity and panic of getting abolished by quicksand translates into a deep conflict between right and wrong. The only example of relatability off of the top of my head would be deciding between two outfits, whether or not to eat the cookies I told myself I wouldn’t eat, or between two different invites for plans. Therefore, the immense decision she details embellished with subtle signs of hope are intriguing to hear as my decisions seem mediocre in comparison.
Succeeding the accumulation of indecision and being pulled by the gravity and quicksand, she acknowledges that the slope is treacherous, yet brings the chorus to a roaring end with an “I, I, I like it,” dragging out the “like” by singing “likeeeee” to emphasize how although its treacherous and may be destructive in the long run, for the moment she enjoys it. Afterwards, she tries to eliminate her feelings by dehumanizing both of them and changing her perspective to the actual anatomy of the two of them, stating that “all we are is skin and bone, trained to get along” to make herself feel better by looking at their relationship as two pieces of anatomy rather than two human beings consumed by their emotions. She continues by explaining how she wishes to just go through the motions rather than think too deeply about it, but she can’t because he’s “friction,” immobilizing her from moving on to something right.
Although I had admired her ability to recognize the relationship’s destructive nature, she progressively humanizes herself as she completely disregards the danger by justifying to herself that “nothing safe is worth the drive,” finally concluding that “i will follow you home,” meaning she feels safe with him and doesn’t want to risk losing that security.