In this world They put a boot on your neck Just to climb over you one more step And They'll call you on the phone Just to make sure you're sad and alone In this world - in this mean old world So called friends point at your flaws Acting like it could be the last straw Money keeps right on talking They're sizing you up for your coffin In this world - In this mean old world In this world - in this world But in this mean old world, I found you And now I've got someone to carry me through Heads to chest we listen Follow each other's rhythm Telling each other what their heart is doing How'd I ever find you in This world How'd I ever find you Somebody hit you with a pretty stick I saw you snap back mighty quick I like it when you turn me over your knee Why you always gotta be blowing on me In this world - in this mean old world In this world - in this world They made me hate Tallahassee They made me hate Arkansas I don't feel right about Pittsburg I can't unsee all the wrong I saw