Music Monday is on the Struggle Bus

 Y'all. It's that feeling when you've had a great weekend away and now it's Monday and someone poured a bag of sand into your brain and has bolted you to whatever soft surface you're on...and the alarm goes off. As I try to sort out the cobwebs left from a great weekend, enjoy this tune from Taylor Swift that is one of my new on repeats...and speaks to the bullies we all grew up with and moved past. I know that I see certain faces in MY mind when this song is on in the car (and I may or may not be yelling the words as loud as I can). Get your catharsis on, y'all.

And while you do that, I'm off for a second cuppa. Yeesh.

Meanby Taylor Swift
You, with your words like knivesAnd swords and weapons that you use against meYou have knocked me off my feet againGot me feeling like I'm nothingYou, with your voice like nails on a chalkboardCalling me out when I'm woundedYou, picking on the weaker manWell, you can take me downWith just one single blowBut you don't know what you don't know
Someday, I'll be living in a big old cityAnd all you're ever gonna be is meanSomeday, I'll be big enough so you can't hit meAnd all you're ever gonna be is meanWhy you gotta be so mean?
You, with your switching sidesAnd your wildfire lies and your humiliationYou have pointed out my flaws againAs if I don't already see themI walk with my head downTrying to block you out, 'cause I'll never impress youI just wanna feel okay againI bet you got pushed aroundSomebody made you coldBut the cycle ends right now'Cause you can't lead me down that roadAnd you don't know what you don't know
Someday, I'll be living in a big old cityAnd all you're ever gonna be is meanSomeday, I'll be big enough so you can't hit meAnd all you're ever gonna be is meanWhy you gotta be so mean?
And I can see you years from now in a barTalking over a football gameWith that same big loud opinionBut nobody's listeningWashed up and ranting about the same old bitter thingsDrunk and grumbling on about how I can't singBut all you are is meanAll you are is meanAnd a liar, and pathetic, and alone in lifeAnd mean, and mean, and mean, and mean
But someday, I'll be living in a big old cityAnd all you're ever gonna be is mean, yeahSomeday, I'll be big enough so you can't hit meAnd all you're ever gonna be is mean(Why you gotta be so mean?)
Someday, I'll be living in a big old city(Why you gotta be so mean?)And all you're ever gonna be is mean(Why you gotta be so mean?)Someday, I'll be big enough so you can't hit me(Why you gotta be so mean?)And all you're ever gonna be is meanWhy you gotta be so mean?