you
with ur words like knives,
and swords and weapons that u used against me
you have knocked me off my feet again
got me feeling like a nothing u with ur
voice like nails on a chalkboard calling me out when im wounded
you picking on the weaker man
you can take me down with just one single bloow.
but u dont know what u dont know
someday ill be living in a big old city and all ur ever gonna be is mean
someday ill be bing enough so u wont hit me
and all ur ever gonna be is mean
why u gotta be so mean?