Mean
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 I'm nothing
You, with your voice like nails on a chalk board
Calling me out when I'm wounded
You're picking on the weaker man
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 going to be is mean
Someday I'll be big enough
So you can't hit me
And all you're ever going to be is mean
Why you got to 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
Try to block you out because I never impress you
I just want to feel okay again
I bet you got pushed around
Somebody made you cold
But the cycle ends right now
Because 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 going to be is mean
Someday I'll be big enough
So you can't hit me
And all you're ever going to be is mean
Why you got to be so mean?
And I can see you, years from now in a bar
Talking over a football game
With that same big loud opinion
But nobody's listening
Washed up and ranting
About the same old bitter things
Drunk and rumbling 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 you're ever going to be is mean
Yeah, someday I'll be big enoughs
So you can't hit me
And all you're ever going to be is mean
Why you got to be so mean?
Someday I'll be living in a big old city
Why you got to be so mean?
Someday I'll be living in a big old city
And all you're ever going to be is mean
Yeah, someday I'll be big enough
So you can't hit me
And all you're ever going to be is mean
Why you got to be so mean
And swords and weapons that you use against me
You have knocked me off my feet again
Got me feeling like I'm nothing
You, with your voice like nails on a chalk board
Calling me out when I'm wounded
You're picking on the weaker man
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 going to be is mean
Someday I'll be big enough
So you can't hit me
And all you're ever going to be is mean
Why you got to 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
Try to block you out because I never impress you
I just want to feel okay again
I bet you got pushed around
Somebody made you cold
But the cycle ends right now
Because 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 going to be is mean
Someday I'll be big enough
So you can't hit me
And all you're ever going to be is mean
Why you got to be so mean?
And I can see you, years from now in a bar
Talking over a football game
With that same big loud opinion
But nobody's listening
Washed up and ranting
About the same old bitter things
Drunk and rumbling 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 you're ever going to be is mean
Yeah, someday I'll be big enoughs
So you can't hit me
And all you're ever going to be is mean
Why you got to be so mean?
Someday I'll be living in a big old city
Why you got to be so mean?
Someday I'll be living in a big old city
And all you're ever going to be is mean
Yeah, someday I'll be big enough
So you can't hit me
And all you're ever going to be is mean
Why you got to be so mean
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Writer(s): Taylor Swift
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