Coward

My honey thinks I'm a coward
My darling thinks I'm a dud
My sweetheart swears I'm a bit too meek
My lover doubts I'm a fighter
My sugar is sure I am neither
My baby doll sprinkle-butt thinks I'm weak

So you say to me: Why can't you be

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Fighting petty thieves behind the Wendy's
thwarting robberies, defending all the cowards too afraid to be
Bug Hunter
A vigilante and a fighter, pulling grannies out of fires
Though his spandex is too tight we love Bug Hunter
You can run, you can hide, can you change my mind?

My honey thinks I'm a coward
that I have no superpowers
that I'm just the average Sloppy Joe

So you say: no, I'll give you some credit, you do seem athletic
When you run/jump/leap from the scene and exit
You might be prophetic, at least telepathetic
So I'm thinking of a hero, no need to guess it
It might sting but let it, I'd be yours if you'd be a bit

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When the skateboard park collapsed
Guess who dressed up in his mask,
With 20 grannies on his back, that's right
Bug Hunter... whereas you were not around
You disappeared when it went down,
I found your clothes thrown on the ground
Why were you naked?
Forget it
You can run, you can hide, can you change? My mind's made up
You can run, you can hide, can you change a mind made up?

But Do you wonder why there's so much spandex in my laundry when you wash it?
(Please stop putting it in the dryer)
And when I missed your birthday
Did you catch the news that night 'cause if you'd watched it
You'd note the lack of grannies dyin' on your birthday
And do you ever wonder why the Honey Bee kidnaps you every weekend?
Forcing me (I mean Bug Hunter) to come save you?
And you never say thank you! (or see us in the same room)

My honey thinks I'm a coward
Eyes closed and all set to judge
I can run, I can hide, I can't change -- your mind's made up
So go ahead and call me a coward
The truth hurts; a lie never does
I'd rather fight crime than your mind when your mind's made up