Guts

I was never much fun

Too much and I'm done

Running home late

I'm jumping the gun

Was never much fun

Too much and I'm da da da da done

Wish I had the guts

Wish I had the gall

Wish that I was big, strong, did it all

But I'm a little scared

I'm a little small

Wish I had the guts

Wish I had the guts

Guess I'm empty

That sucks!

I was never much fun

Too much and I'm done

Running home late

I'm jumping the gun

Was never much fun

Too much and I'm da da da da done

So I puff my chest out

Breathe the rest out

Won't keep my head down

That's enough now

Adrenaline just to take the bins out

Deafening

Overthink and spin out

So I'm not gonna do that anymore

Suit of armour when I leave the front door

I can do this

I do this

Heal bruises

Feel rooted

I'm moving

I'm not filled with guts

Made of different stuff

I'm not filled with guts (I'm filled with imagination)

Made of different stuff (Please excuse my hesitation)

I'm brave for just being here

I'm brave for just being here

I'm brave for just being here

I'm brave for just being here

I'm brave for just being here

I'm brave for just being here

I'm brave for just being here

I'm brave for just being here