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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 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 you're ever gonna be is mean
Why you gotta be so 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'll bet you got 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 a 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 you're ever gonna be is mean
Why you gotta be so mean?

And I can see you years from now in a bar
Talking over a foorball game
with the same big loud opinion
But nobody's listening
Washed up and ranting
about the same old bitter things

Drunk and grumbling on
about how I can't sing
But all you are is mean
All you are is mean
And alone in life
And mean
And mean
And mean
And mean

But someday, I'll be living in a 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 you're ever gonna be is mean
Why you gotta be so mean?

Someday, I'll be living in a big old city
And all you're ever gonna be is mean
Why you gotta be so mean?

Someday, I'll be big enough so you can't hit me
And all you're ever gonna be is mean
Why you gotta be so mean?

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