Brave - Jonathan Coulton
Good things never last long when you
Come to expect them
The whole world is doing it wrong and I
Can't not correct them
Slack jawed
Sheeple with their eyes closed
As if I don't already have
Enough to do there's too many of you
More than I can save
When I torch the place
And cover up my face
That will make me brave
That will make me brave
Heroes we pay a high price there's a
Girl who ignores me
Good guy I used to be nice now I
Hate 'til it bores me
Small time
Pitiful rebellions
I'm here
Puckered up sucking on these
Sour grapes filling in the shapes
Of shadows in my cave
When I torch the place
And cover up my face
That will make me brave
That will make me brave
You speak and presto change-o great
Now I'm the bad one
Your manifesto's strange oh wait
You don't even have one
Sunlight it's kicking up dust as I
Stare down the morning
Who's left there's no one I trust and I'm
Sure it's a warning
Up late
Measuring the harm done
My heart
Hardening counting up the
Lonely nights and all the little slights
I'm taking to my grave
When I torch the place
And cover up my face
That will make me brave
That will make me brave
