[E] You with your [B] words like knives and
[F#m] swords and weapons that you [A] use against me.
[E] You, have [B] knocked me off my [F#m] feet,
again, got me [A] feeling like nothing
[E] You, with your [B] voice like nails on a
[F#m] chalkboard calling me [A] out, when i'm wounded [E] you
[B] picking on the weaker [A] man
[B] Well you can take me [F#m] down, with just one [A] single [B] blow
But [A] you don't know, what you don't know
[E] Someday, [B] I'll be, [F#m] living in a big ol [A] city
and [E] all your [B] ever gonna be is [A] mean.
[E] Someday, [B] I'll be, [F#m] big enough so you can't [A] hit me
and [E] all your [F#m] ever gonna be is [A] mean, [A] why ya gotta be so, [E] mean?
[E] You, with your [B] switching sides and your
[F#m] wildfire lies and your [A] humiliation
[E] you, are [B] pointing out my [F#m] flaws again as
if i [A] don't already see them.
[E] I walk with [B] my head down, trying to [F#m] block
you out cause i [A] never impress you.
I [E] just [B] wanna feel [F#m] ok, [A] again.
[B] I bet you got pushed around,
[F#m] somebody [A] made you cold. [B] Well, the cycle ends right now
and you [A] can't lead me down that road, but you don't know, what
[A] you don't know.
[E] Someday, [B] I'll be, [F#m] living in a big ol [A] city
and [E] all your [B] ever gonna be is [A] mean.
[E] Someday, [B] I'll be, [F#m] big enough so you can't [A] hit me
and [E] all your [F#m] ever gonna be is [A] mean, [A] why ya gotta be so, [E] mean?
And i can [B] see you years from now in a [F#m] bar,
talking over a [A] football game.
[B] With that same big lound opinion but
[F#m] nobody's [A] listening. [B] Washed up and
ranting bout the [F#m] same old [A] bitter [B] things,
[B] drunk and grumbling on about [F#m] how i [A] can't [B] sing.
But all you are [E] is, [B] [F#m] [A] mean.
All you are is [E] mean, and a [B] liar, and
[F#m] pathetic, and [A] alone in life and [E] mean
and [B] mean, and [F#m] mean, and [A] mean