(ª casa)
Bm A
You, with your words like knives
G A
And swords and weapons that you use against me,
Bm A
You, have knocked me off my feet again,
G A
Got me feeling like I'm nothing.
Bm A
You, with your voice like nails on a chalkboard
G A
Calling me out when I'm wounded.
Bm A G
You, pickin' on the weaker man.
A
Well you can take me down,
G A
With just one single blow.
G
But you don't know, what you don't know,
D A G A
Someday, I'll be living in a big old city,
D A G A
And all you're ever gonna be is mean.
D A G A
Someday, I'll be big enough so you can't hit me,
D A G A
And all you're ever gonna be is mean.
Why you gotta be so mean?
( D )
Bm A
You, with your switching sides,
G A
And your walk by lies and your humiliation
Bm A G
You, have pointed out my flaws again,
A
As if I don't already see them.
Bm A
I walk with my head down,
G A
Trying to block you out cause I'll never impress you
Bm A G
I just wanna feel okay again.
A
I bet you got pushed around,
G
Somebody made you cold,
A
But the cycle ends right now,
G
You can't lead me down that road,
A
You don't know, what you don't know
(Refrão)
( D A G )
A
And I can see you years from now in a bar,
G
Talking over a football game,
A
With that same big loud opinion but,
G
Nobody's listening,
A G A G
Washed up and ranting about the same old bitter things,
A G A G
Drunk and grumbling on about how I can't sing.
D A G
But all you are is mean,
A D
All you are is mean.
A G A
And a liar, and pathetic, and alone in life,
D A G A
And mean, and mean, and mean, and mean
(Refrão 2x)