Mean

(Em)You, with your (D)words like knives and (Csus2)swords and weapons that you use against me.

(Em)You have (D)knocked me off my (C)feet again,

got me feeling like a nothing.

(Em)You, with your (D)voice like nails on a (Csus2)chalkboard calling me out when I'm wounded.

(Em)You, (D)picking on the weaker man.

(D)Well, you can take me down

(G)with just one (C)single blow.

But (Csus2)you don't know what you don't know.

(G)Someday (D)I'll be

(Em)living in a big ole (C)city,

and (G)all you're

(D)ever gonna be is (C)mean.

(G)Someday (D)I'll be

(Em)big enough so you can't (C)hit me,

and (G)all you're (D)ever gonna be is (C)mean.

Why you gotta be so mean?

(Em)You, with your (D)switching sides and your (Csus2)wildfire lies and your humiliation.

(Em)You have (D)pointed out my (C)flaws again,

as if I don't already see (Em)them.

I walk with (D)my head down,

try'n' to (Csus2)block you out 'cause I'll never impress you.

(Em)I just (D)wanna feel (C)okay again.

(D)I bet you got pushed around.

(G)Somebody (C)made you (D)cold.

But the cycle ends right now 'cause (C)you can't lead me down that road,

and you don't know what you don't know.

(G)And I can (D)see you years from now in a bar,

(G)talking over a (C)football (D)game with that same big,

loud opinion, (G)but nobody's (C)(D)listening.

Washed up and ranting about the (Em)same old (D)bitter (C)things,

(D)drunk and grumbling on about how (Em)I (D)can't (C)sing.

But all you are is mean.

(C)All you are is (G)mean, and a (D)liar,

and (Em)pathetic, and (C)alone in life,

and (G)mean and (D)mean and (Em)mean and (C)mean.

But (G)someday (D)I'll be (Em)living in a big ole (C)city,

and (G)all you're (D)ever gonna be is (C)mean.

Oh, (G)someday (D)I'll be (Em)big enough so you can't (C)hit me,

and (G)all you're (D)ever gonna be is (C)mean.

Oh, (G)all you're (D)ever gonna be is (C)mean.