(mccartney/macman*s)
My brave, my brave, my brave face
I've been living in style
Unaccustomed as i am
To the luxury life
I've been hitting the town
And it didn't hit back
I've been doing the rounds
Unaccustomed as i am
To the time on my hands
Now i don't have to tell anybody
When i'm gonna get back
Ever since you went away i've had the sentimental inclination not to change a single thing
As i pull the sheet back on the bed i want to go bury my head in your pillow
Now that i'm alone again
I can't stop breaking down again
The simplest things set me off again
Take me to that place
Where i can find my brave face
Where i can find my brave face
My brave, my brave, my brave face
I've been living a lie
Unaccustomed as i am
To the work of a housewife
I been breaking up dirty dishes
And been throwing them away
Ever since you left i have been trying to compose a "baby, would you please come home" note meant for you
As i clear away another untouched tv dinner from the table i made for two
Now that i'm alone again
I can't stop breaking down again
The simplest things set me off again
Take me to that place
Where i can find my brave face
Where i can find my brave face
My brave, my brave, my brave face