BRAVE FACE

Put on a, brave face, every time I leave the house

Cause I'm terrified of people, I get quiet as a mouse

And I been, working on it, but when people ain't around

I can finally breathe, otherwise I might just drown

But I, brave the storm, I chase my fears down the street

Cause I can't stand the idea of sitting home feeling weak

And if I run out of breath before I finally retreat? I'll still have faced my fears

and that is so bittersweet, so I, tie my shoes up, feeling like a loser

My friends think I'm an asshole and my family says a boozer

So what's it to you, I drink for the amusement

Drinking for the hell of it, drowning the irrelevance, something of an abuser

but I'm so eloquent, self esteem at all time lows, it's probably why I'm petulant