Taylor Swift
Mean
Capo 2 fret

Verse 1

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

Pre-Chorus
A                      G  
Well you can take me down,
G                     A
With just one single blow.
    G
But you don’t know, what you don’t know,

Chorus
D        A         G                  
Someday, I’ll be living in a big old city,
    D           A                G   
And all you’re ever gonna be is mean.
D          A      G
Someday, I’ll be big enough so you can’t hit me,
    D          A                 G
And all you’re ever gonna be is mean.
G                    D    A-D
Why you gotta be so mean?

Verse 2
Bm               A 
You, with your switching sides,
          G
And your walk by lies and your humiliation
Bm          A             G  
You, have pointed out my flaws again,
G                            Bm        
As if I don’t already see them.
Bm          A  
I walk with my head down,
            G
Trying to block you out cause I’ll never impress you
Bm      A          G
I just wanna feel okay again.

Pre-Chorus
A                           G
I bet you got pushed around,
G                  A
Somebody made you cold,
A
But the cycle ends right now,
G
You can’t lead me down that road,
G
You don’t know, what you don’t know

Chorus
D        A          G
Someday, I’ll be, living in a big old city,
    D            A              G
And all you’re ever gonna be is mean.
D          A     G
Someday, I’ll be big enough so you can’t hit me,
    D          A                  G
And all you’re ever gonna be is mean.
G                      D  A-D G
Why you gotta be so mean?

Bridge
          A
And I can see you years from now in a bar,
G                       A
Talking over a football game,
A                                   G
With that same big loud opinion but,
G              A
Nobody’s listening,
A                                 G       D       G       
Washed up and ranting about the same old bitter things,
A                                G
Drunk and grumbling on about how I can’t sing.
                    D    Bm
But all you are is mean,
G              D
All you are is mean.
D      A          G             A            
And a liar, and pathetic, and alone in life,
    D          A         G  
And mean, and mean, and mean, and mean

Outro
      ( No Chords )                                 
But someday, I’ll be, living in a big old city,
      ( No Chords )                       
And all you’re ever gonna be is mean. Yeah,
D         A      G
Someday, I’ll be big enough so you can’t hit me,
     D         A                G  
And all you’re ever gonna be is mean.
G
Why you gotta be so ?
D         A          G  
Someday, I’ll be, living in a big old city,
    D          A                G   
And all you’re ever gonna be is mean. Yeah,
D         A       G
Someday, I’ll be big enough so you can’t hit me,
    D           A                G
And all you’re ever gonna be is mean.
G                    D
Why you gotta be so mean?