(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