My Brave Face (Live At Wembly) by 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 anybody
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
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
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

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