Brave

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