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[Verse 1]
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 I’m nothing
You with your voice like nails on a chalkboard calling me out when I’m wounded
You picking on the weaker man
[Pre-Chorus]
Well you can take me down with just one single blow
What you don’t know what you don’t know
[Chorus]
Someday I’ll be living in the big ol 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
N.C E
Why you gotta be so mean?
D slide into E
[Verse 2]
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 tryin to block you out cause I’ll never impress you
I just want to feel okay again.
[Pre-Chorus]
I bet you got pushed around somebody made you cold
Well that cycle ends right now cause you can’t lead me down that road
And you don’t know and you don’t know
[Chorus]
Someday I’ll be living in the big ol city and all you’re ever going to be is mean
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... YEAAAHH
Someday I’ll be big enough so you can’t hear me and all you’re ever gonna be is mean
Why you gotta be so…someday i’ll be living in the big old city and all you’re ever gonna be is mean
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]
And I can see you years from now in a bar talking over a football game
With that same big loud opinion and nobody’s listening
Washed up and ranting about the same old bitter things
Drunk and rambling about how I can’t 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
(supprime les barrés)