mean pa rin eh

You, with you words like knives, and swords and weapons that you use against me. You have knocked me off my feet again (congratulations, you do that really well everytime), got me feeling like a nothing (that too). You, with your 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'll never 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 wildfire lies and your humiliation. You have pointed out my flaws again (like you always do in fine and foul weather, anytime, all the time), as if I don't already see them. I walk 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 (so now you're pushing others 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.

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. Someday, I'll be big enough so you can't hit me (like that). And all you're ever gonna be is mean.

Why you gotta be so mean?

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

meralco tagline

lee min-ho