You with you words like knives and the swords and the weapons that you use against me
You have knocked me out my feet again make me feeling like a nothin
You with you 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
chorus:
Someday...I'll be living in a big old city
And all your ever gonna be is mean
Someday...I'll be big enough so you can't heat me
And your ever gonna be is mean
Why is gotta be so..mean
You with your switchin side and your wildfild lie and your huniliatiun
You have pointed out my flaws again as I don't already see them
I walked with my head down trying to block you out cause I never impress you
I just wanna feel okay again
I 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 your ever gonna be is mean
Someday...I'll be big enough so you can't heat me
And your ever gonna be is mean
Why is gotta be so..mean
And i can see you years from now in a bar
Taking over a football game
With that same big loud opinion but nobody's listening
Washed up and rating about the same old bitter thing
Drunk and grumbling on 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
But someday I'll be living in a big old city
And all your ever gonna be is mean...yeah...
Someday..I'll be big enough so you can't hit me and all your ever gonna be is mean
(why is gotta be so..)
Someday..I'll be living in a big old city and all your ever gonna be is mean
(why gotta be so..)
Someday..I'll be big enough so you can't hit me
And all your ever gonna be is mean
Why is gotta be so mean...
No comments:
Post a Comment