Intro;
Am Fmaj7 G

Verse:

Am                  G           
You, with your words like knives
       F                                        
And swords and weapons that you use against me,
Am           G                         F 
You, have knocked me off my feet again,
Got me feeling like I'm nothing.
Am                  G                       F
You, with your voice like nails on a chalkboard
Calling me out when I'm wounded.
Am     G               F
You, pickin' on the weaker man.

Shannon:
G                                        C
    Well you can take me down,
                    F       G
With just one single blow.
    F (once)
But you don't know, what you don't know,


C             G       F     
Someday, I'll be living in a big old city,
  C                   G                 F
And all you're ever gonna be is mean.
  C          G                 F
Someday, I'll be big enough so you can't hit me,
  C                G                     F
And all you're ever gonna be is mean.

Puck:
 F (once)                    C         Bb   C 
Why you gotta be so mean?
                  Am
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Shannon:
Am                  G
You, with your switching sides,
             F
And your walk by lies and your humiliation
Am           G                     F
You, have pointed out my flaws again,
        F(once)
As if I don't already see them.

Puck and Shannon:
Am                   G
I walk with my head down,
      F
Trying to block you out cause I'll never impress you
Am    G             F
I just wanna feel okay again.

Shannon:
G                                                            
  I bet you got pushed around
C               F        G                                        
Somebody made you cold
But the cycle ends right now 'cause
F
You can't lead me down that road
                                      F (once)                                                 
And you don't know what you don't know

C            G        F                 
Someday I'll be livin' in a big ol' city 
    C                G                 F
And all you're ever gonna be is mean
C            G        F                    
Someday I'll be big enough so you can't hit me 
    C                G                 F
And all you're ever gonna be is mean

Puck:
F(once)               C
Why you gotta be so mean?
               G
And I can see you years from now in a bar,

Puck with Shannon:
C                F           G
Talking over a football game,
Puck:
Puck with Shannon:
C             F        G
Nobody's listening,
                                                C (once)   G*       F*  
Washed up and ranting about the same old bitter things,

Shannon:
G                                          C*  G*    F* 
Drunk and grumbling on about how I can't sing.
                       C     G    Am
But all you are is mean,

Puck:
F                  C           
All you are is mean.
        G          Am                F
And a liar, and pathetic, and alone in life,

Puck with Shannon:
        C             G             Am           F
And mean, and mean, and mean, and mean

But someday, I'll be, living in a big old city,
                                                     F
And all you're ever gonna be is mean. Yeah,
C             G      F
Someday, I'll be big enough so you can't hit me,
       C           G                    F
And all you're ever gonna be is mean.

Puck:
C              G       F
Someday, I'll be, living in a big old city,
        C           G                    F
And all you're ever gonna be is mean. Yeah,
C             G      F
Someday, I'll be big enough so you can't hit me,
       C           G                    F
And all you're ever gonna be is mean.
                               C (once)