In her latest single, “Manchild,” Sabrina Carpenter is more self-aware than ever. She likes her men incompetent, stupid, and slow, which is unfortunate – but only for her. Sabrina’s ability to transform dismay into a danceable tune is unmatched, proving that her vocals, coupled with Jack Antonoff’s pop-synth production, can make any angry text sound like the next radio hit.
“Manchild” seems a follow-up to her previous single, “Please Please Please,” where she begs a man not to embarrass her by being his worst self. She sings “if you don’t want to cry to my music, don’t make me hate you prolifically,” and, if “Manchild” is any indication, it seems he’s done just that. “Why so sexy, if so dumb, and how survive on earth so long? If I’m not there, it won’t get done,” she mocks in her melodies, delivering each line with a smirk you can practically hear. Carpenter walks the tightrope between sarcasm and sincerity with ease, channeling a level of exasperation that’s become her signature. “Manchild” isn’t just a breakup song — it’s a postmortem of every relationship where emotional labor was never shared, only expected.
Antonoff’s glossy, country-tinged production, layered with shimmering synths, mirrors the contrast between lyrical bitterness and musical sweetness. The track struts with the confidence of someone who’s cried their last tear, swapped their mascara-streaked sadness for eyeliner-sharp wit, and hit ‘send’ on the final unsent message.
But what sets “Manchild” apart isn’t just its sonic polish or lyrical bite, it’s the way Sabrina frames her frustration not as heartbreak, but as a revelation. It’s not just that this guy’s a mess—it’s that she’s finally done cleaning it up.
Much like the title suggests, “Manchild” is both an insult and diagnosis, delivered with glitter and grit. And if Carpenter keeps writing pop this smart, sharp, and self-assured, her so-called heartbreaks might be unfortunate – but they just might land her another Grammy.