Mean

C You with your G words like knives and
Dm swords and weapons that you F use against me.
C You, have G knocked me off my Dm feet,
again, got me F feeling like nothing
C You, with your G voice like nails on a
Dm chalkboard calling me F out, when i’m wounded C you
G picking on the weaker F man
G Well you can take me Dm down, with just one F single G blow
But F you don’t know, what you don’t know

C Someday, G I’ll be, Dm living in a big ol F city
and C all your G ever gonna be is F mean.
C Someday, G I’ll be, Dm big enough so you can’t F hit me
and C all your Dm ever gonna be is F mean, F why ya gotta be so, C mean?

C You, with your G switching sides and your
Dm wildfire lies and your F humiliation
C you, are G pointing out my Dm flaws again as
if i F don’t already see them.
C I walk with G my head down, trying to Dm block
you out cause i F never impress you.
I C just G wanna feel Dm ok, F again.

G I bet you got pushed around,
Dm somebody F made you cold. G Well, the cycle ends right now
and you F can’t lead me down that road, but you don’t know, what
F you don’t know.

C Someday, G I’ll be, Dm living in a big ol F city
and C all your G ever gonna be is F mean.
C Someday, G I’ll be, Dm big enough so you can’t F hit me
and C all your Dm ever gonna be is F mean, F why ya gotta be so, C mean?

And i can G see you years from now in a Dm bar,
talking over a F football game.
G With that same big lound opinion but
Dm nobody’s F listening. G Washed up and
ranting bout the Dm same old F bitter G things,

G drunk and grumbling on about Dm how i F can’t G sing.
But all you are C is, G Dm F mean.
All you are is C mean, and a G liar, and
Dm pathetic, and F alone in life and C mean
and G mean, and Dm mean, and F mean