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 More Like Bug Hunter 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 More Like Bug Hunter 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