Look at the battle we're in
I was never one to pick a fight I couldn't win
Look at the secrets we keep
They terrorize me every night in my sleep

Afternoon tea with the impending doom
Counting the elephants here in this room
You can be twisted but still optimistic
Be the black sheep but not a statistic

May not know who you are
But you know what you've got
So hang on to the absurd
Hey, have you heard?

Hope's not a four-letter word
Put on a happy face
Make a scene and leave a permanent trace
Show me that rebel inside

Where the leader of the revolution resides
Afternoon tea with the impending doom
Counting the elephants here in this room
You can be twisted but still optimistic

Be the black sheep but not a statistic
May not know who you are
But you know what you've got
So hang on to the absurd

Hey, have you heard?
Hope's not a four-letter word
Careful, you might catch yourself going under
Careful, you might lose your breath like the others

Careful, you might slip and never recover
Careful, you might burn to death like the others
You can be twisted but still optimistic
Be the black sheep but not a statistic

May not know who you are
But you know what you've got
So hang on to the absurd
Hey, have you heard?
Hope's not a four-letter word