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 chalk board calling me out when I'm winded
You, 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
Some day, I'll be living in a big ole city
And all you're ever gonna be is mean
Some day, 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?