My Brave Face — Paul Mccartney

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 anyone when I'm going to get back.

Ever since you went away I've had this 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 and take me to that place where I can't find my brave face where I can't find my brave face

my brave my brave my brave face. My brave face.

I've been living a lie

unaccustomed as I am to the work of a housewife

I've been breaking up dirty dishes and been throwing them away. Ever since you left I have been trying to compose a baby, will you please come home note meant for you. As I clear away another untouched T.V. dinner from the table I laid for two.

Now that I'm alone again I can't stop breaking down again

the simplest things set me off again and take me to that place where I can't find my brave face where I can't find my brave face

my brave my brave my brave face. My brave face.