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 wildfire 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… More