Taylor Swift
Mean Capo 3
This is for the key off
the real album, not the trying not
to get copyrighted version. If you see the little *
by the chords, that means strum only once!

             
You with your 

             
words like kni

            
ves and swords

              
 and weapons t

         
hat you use ag

ainst 
             
me. You, have 

             
knocked me off

            
 my feet, agai

             
n, got me feel

    
ing like nothi

ng. 
             
You, with your

             
 voice like na

            
ils on a chalk

              
board calling 

    
me out, when i

'm 
             
wounded you, p

             
icking on the 

        
weaker man. 
             
Well you can t

            
ake me down, w

              
ith just one s

      
ingle blow.
     
But you don't 

know, what you

 don't know
            
Someday, I'll 

            
be, living in 

             
a big ol city,

             
 and all your 

  
ever gonna be 

is 
 
mean.
            
Someday, I'll 

            
be, big enough

              
 so you can't 

            
hit me, and al

           
l your ever go

nna 
            
be is mean, wh

*
y ya gotta be 

so, mean?
             
You, with your

             
 switching sid

              
es and your wi

            
ldfire lies an

       
d your humilia

tion 
            
you, are point

             
ing out my fla

             
ws again as if

             
 i don't alrea

             
dy see them. I

 walk 
             
with my head d

              
own, trying to

            
 block you out

             
 cause i never

              
 impress you. 

 
I 
             
just wanna fee

        
l ok, again.
             
I bet you got 

              
pushed around,

           
 somebody made

             
 you cold. Wel

         
l, the cycle e

nds 
              
right now and 

             
you can't lead

              
 me down that 

              
road, but you 

don't know, wh

at 
      F (strum)
you don't know.

(Chorus)
             
And i can see 

              
you years from

            
 now in a bar,

              
 talking over 

    
a football gam

e. 
             
With that same

              
 big lound opi

            
nion but, nobo

             
dy's listening

    
. Washed up an

d 
              
ranting bout t

           
he same old bi

          
tter things, d

             
runk and grumb

              
ling on about 

  
how i 
          
can't sing. Bu

              
t all you are 

         
is, mean. All 

             
you are is mea

          
n, and a liar,

 and 
            
pathetic, and 

             
alone in life 

             
and mean, and 

           
mean, and mean

       
, and mean.   

MY FAVE PART!!

!