(capo 2� casa)
D         Asus4                      G
You, with your words like knives and swords
                     D/F#
And weapons that you use against me
D         Asus4             G
You, have knocked me off my feet again
       D/F#
Got me feelin' like a nothin'
D              Asus4                 G
You, with your voice like nails on a chalk board
           D/F#
Callin' me out when I'm wounded
D    Asus4                 G
You, pickin' on the weaker man
     A                  D               G D/F# A
Well you can take me down with just one single blow
    G -once
But you don't know, what you don't know...
D       Asus4   Bm                 G
Someday I'll be livin in a big ol' city
    D          Asus4            G
And all you're ever gonna be is mean
D       Asus4   Bm                      G
Someday I'll be big enough so you can't hit me
    D          Asus4            G......Stop
And all you're ever gonna be is mean
(no chord)         D
Why you gotta be so mean?
Bm            A
You, with your swithching sides and
     G                       D/F#
Your wild fire lies and your humiliation
Bm        A              G
You, have pointed out my flaws again
      -stop
As if I don't already see them
Bm          A
I walk with my head down
          G
tryin' to block you out
         D/F#
'cause I never impress you
Bm     A           G
I just wanna feel okay again
A
I bet you got pushed around
D        G    D/F# A
Somebody made you  cold
(A)
But the cycle ends right now 'cause
G
You can't lead me down that road
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D/F#               G -stop
And you don't know what you don't know
D       Asus4   Bm                 G
Someday I'll be livin in a big ol' city
    D          Asus4            G
And all you're ever gonna be is mean
D       Asus4   Bm                      G
Someday I'll be big enough so you can't hit me
    D          Asus4            G
And all you're ever gonna be is mean
                   D          Asus4   G
Why you gotta be so mean?
            A
And I can't see you years from now in a bar
D               G   D/F#     A
 Talkin' over a football game
(A)
With that same big loud opinion
D            G  D/F#  A
But no one's listening
(A)
Washed up and ranting about the
D   once   A        G 
same old   bitter   things
A                                 D  A     G 
Drunk and grumblin' all about how I  can't sing
-no chord         D     Asus4 G
But all you are is mean
(G)            D            Asus4      D
All you are is mean...and a liar...and pathetic
    G                 D         Asus4     D         G
And alone in life and mean, and mean, and mean, and mean
( Palm mute )
    D       Asus4   Bm                 G 
But someday I'll be livin in a big ol' city
    D          Asus4            G      G
And all you're ever gonna be is mean,  yeah--ah
D       Asus4   Bm                      G
Someday I'll be big enough so you can't hit me
    D          Asus4            G
And all you're ever gonna be is mean
(G)                   D
Why you gotta be so...Someday
Asus4   Bm                 G
I'll be livin in a big ol' city (why ya gotta be so mean)
    D          Asus4            G
And all you're ever gonna be is mean (why ya gotta be so mean)
D       Asus4   Bm                      G
Someday I'll be big enough so you can't hit me (why ya gotta be so mean)
    D         Asus4           G
And all you're ever gonna be is mean
                   D
Why you gotta be so  mean?