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You, with your words like knives
And swords and weapons that you use against me,
You, have knocked me off my feet again,
Got me feeling like Im nothing.
You, with your voice like nails on a chalkboard
Calling me out when Im wounded.
You, pickin on the weaker man.

Well you can take me down,
With just one single blow.
But you dont know, what you dont know,

Someday, Ill be living in a big old city,
And all youre ever gonna be is mean.
Someday, Ill be big enough so you cant hit me,
And all youre ever gonna be is mean.
Why you gotta be so mean?

You, with your switching sides,
And your walk by lies and your humiliation
You, have pointed out my flaws again,
As if I dont already see them.
I walk with my head down,
Trying to block you out cause Ill never impress you
I just wanna feel okay again.

I bet you got pushed around,
Somebody made you cold,
But the cycle ends right now,
You cant lead me down that road,
You dont know, what you dont know

Someday, Ill be, living in a big old city,
And all youre ever gonna be is mean.
Someday, Ill be big enough so you cant hit me,
And all youre ever gonna be is mean.
Why you gotta be so mean?

And I can see you years from now in a bar,
Talking over a football game,
With that same big loud opinion but,
Nobodys listening,
Washed up and ranting about the same old bitter things,
Drunk and grumbling on about how I cant sing.

But all you are is mean,
All you are is mean.
And a liar, and pathetic, and alone in life,
And mean, and mean, and mean, and mean

But someday, Ill be, living in a big old city,
And all youre ever gonna be is mean. Yeah,
Someday, Ill be big enough so you cant hit me,
And all youre ever gonna be is mean.
Why you gotta be so ?
Someday, Ill be, living in a big old city,
And all youre ever gonna be is mean. Yeah,
Someday, Ill be big enough so you cant hit me,
And all youre ever gonna be is mean.
Why you gotta be so mean?




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