Mean
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 a nothing
you, with your voice like nails on a chalkboard calling me out when i'm wounded
you, picking on the weaker man
well you can take me down with just one single blow
but you don't know what you don't know
someday i'll be living in a big ole city
and all you're ever gonna be is mean
someday i'll be big enough so you can't hit me
and all you're ever gonna be is mean
you, with your switching sides and your wildfire lies and your humiliation
you have pointed out my flaws again, as if i don't already see them
i walk with my head down trying to block you out cause i'll never impress you
i just wanna feel okay again
i bet you gonna pushed around somebody made you cold
but the cycle ends right now cause you can't lead me down that road
and you don't know what you don't know
someday i'll be living in the big ole city
and all you're ever gonna be is mean
someday i'll be big enough so you can't hit me
and all you're ever gonna be is mean
and i can see you years from now in a bar
talking over a football game with that same big loud opinion
washed up and ranting about the same old bitter thing
drunk and grumbling on about how i can't sing
and a liar and pathetic and alone in life
and mean, and mean, and mean
but someday i'll be living in a big ole city
and all you're ever gonna be is mean, yeah
someday i'll be big enough so you can't hit me
and all you're ever gonna be is mean
someday i'll be living in a big ole city
and all you're ever gonna be is mean
someday i'll be living in a big ole city
and all you're ever gonna be is mean
someday i'll be big enough so you can't hit me
and all you're ever gonna be is mean
