HORSESHOE Lyrics – Tate McRae

Tate’s always been great at turning those gut-twist moments into songs that hit you right in the chest, and Horseshoe nails that quiet regret. From the snippets she’s shared, it’s got her signature breathy delivery over shimmering synths and a beat that builds slow then drops just enough to mirror the push-pull of almost getting it right. Thematically, it’s all about bad omens in love, that horseshoe flipped upside down spilling out the good fortune, laced with her raw honesty about patterns you can’t quite break. She cooked this one up in those post-tour sessions, wanting to add a few more layers to the SC2W story before moving on, and it slots perfectly into the deluxe’s reflective close-out.

This deluxe isn’t just a quick add-on; it’s Tate giving the era a proper send-off with five new tracks tacked on front. Horseshoe sits as track four, right in the sweet spot before the recent banger Tit for Tat, bridging the original’s confident flexes like Miss Possessive and Revolving Door with deeper cuts that unpack the mess behind the glow. The full 21-song run clocks around an hour, blending the album’s pop-R&B punch with these bonus confessions that feel even more personal.

Tate’s riding this wave like never before, fresh off wrapping the Miss Possessive Tour with extra LA dates and snagging her first Grammy nod for that F1 track. At 22, she’s gone from dancer-turned-singer to full pop force, and this deluxe feels like her saying thanks while hinting at what’s next, wiser but still that girl who wears her heart loud.

X is already deep in theories from the tracklist drop yesterday, folks pairing Horseshoe’s title with her old snippets and calling it the emotional gut-punch the era needed.