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 chalkboard
Calling me out when I’m wounded.
You, pickin’ 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,
Someday, I’ll be living in a big old city,
And all you’re ever gonna be is mean.
Someday, 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?
You, with your switching sides,
And your walk by 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,
Trying to block you out cause I’ll 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,
You can’t lead me down that road,
You don’t know, what you don’t know
Someday, I’ll be, living in a big old city,
And all you’re ever gonna be is mean.
Someday, 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?
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 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 you’re ever gonna be is mean. Yeah,
Someday, 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?
Someday, I’ll be, living in a big old city,
And all you’re ever gonna be is mean. Yeah,
Someday, 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?
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Today, I'm done. I can't change you and I've accepted that. I've also accepted that I'm strong in my own right and you don't own me or control me or my happiness, as much as you like to think otherwise. You might have given me some mountains to climb but even on days when it feels like I'm wrong, you haven't ruined my life because you don't have that much power. She's made her choice and now I've made mine. I'm not putting up with it and eventhough sometimes I don't say anything outright, inside I'm standing against you. Nobody else may be on my side, I've accepted that too, but finally I am and somehow, no thanks to you, I know I can do anything I have the heart to go after and the will to work for and what better cause to stand for than myself? I know there will be days when this conviction won't be so strong and I'll feel like I can't make it and I know I still have a long way to go to being as firm as I sound and learning how to deal with all of this for the long haul but that's okay because unlike you, I know I'm worth it.
Thursday, June 2, 2011
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