C#m B A You, with your words like knives and swords and weapons that you use against meC#m B A You, have knocked me off my feet again, got me feeling like I’m nothingC#m B A You, with your voice like nails, on a chalkboard calling me out when I’m woundedC#m B A You, picking on the weaker man [Pre-Chorus]B E A B Well you can take me down , with just one single blowA What you don’t know, what you don’t know [Chorus]E B C#m A Someday I’ll be living in the big ol city, and all you’re ever gonna be is meanE B A Someday I’ll be big enough so you can’t hit me, and all you’re ever gonna be is mean N.C E Why you gotta be so mean? D slide into E [Verse 2]C#m B A You, with your switching sides, and your wildfire lies and your humiliationC#m B A You, have pointed out my flaws again as if I don’t already see themC#m B A I walk with my head down, tryin to block you out cause I’ll never impress youC#m B A I just want to feel okay again. [Pre-Chorus]B E A B I bet you got pushed around, somebody made you coldA A Well that cycle ends right now, cause you can’t lead me down that roadA And you don’t know, and you don’t know [Chorus]E B C#m A Someday, I’ll be living in the big ol city, and all you’re ever going to be is meanE B C#m A Someday, I’ll be big enough so you can’t hit me, and all you’re ever going to be is mean N.C E Why you gotta be so mean D slide into E [Chorus] N.C Someday I’ll be living in the big ol city, and all you’re ever gonna be is mean... YEAAAHHE B C#m A Someday, I’ll be big enough so you can’t hear me, and all you’re ever gonna be is meanE B C#m A Why you gotta be so…someday i’ll be living in the big old city, and all you’re ever gonna be is meanE B C#m A Someday, I’ll be big enough so you can’t hit me, and all your ever gonna be is mean‘ E Why you gotta be so mean [Instrumental] B (1 measure) A (3 measures) X2 [Bridge]B E A And I can see you years from now in a bar, talking over a football gameBB E A B With that same big loud opinion, and nobody’s listeningB C#m B A Washed up and ranting about the same old bitter thingsB C#m B A Drunk and rambling about how I can’t sing N.C E B C#m But all you are is meanA E B C#m All you are is mean, and a liar, and pathetic, and alone in lifeA E C#m A And mean, and mean, and mean, and mean
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