Little Lion Man (Live From Red Rocks, Colorado)

One, two, three, four

Weep for yourself, my man
You'll never be what is in your heart
And weep, little lion man
You're not as brave as you were at the start

Oh Rate yourself and rake yourself
Take all the courage you have left
And waste it on fixing all the problems
That you made in your own head

But it was not your fault, but mine
And it was your heart on the line
I really fucked it up this time
Didn't I, my dear? Oh Didn't I, my...?

Tremble for yourself, my man
You know that you have seen this all before
And tremble, little lion man
You'll never settle any of your scores

Your grace is wasted in your face
Your boldness stands alone among the wreck
Now learn from your mother
Or else spend your days biting your own neck

But it was not your fault, but mine
And it was your heart on the line
I really fucked it up this time
Didn't I, my dear?

But it was not your fault, but mine
And it was your heart on the line
I really fucked it up this time
Didn't I, my dear? Didn't I, my dear?

Well, it was not your fault, but mine
And it was your heart on the line
I really fucked it up this time
Didn't I, my dear?

But it was not your fault, but mine
And it was your heart on the line
I really fucked it up this time
Didn't I, my dear? Oh didn't I, my dear?