Consider the odds, consider the obvious   The martyr is meaningless, the campaign has died   In the planning stages and the fallen faces are the singular proof   That it was ever alive   This purchased rebellion has been outbidded   Denounced and rescinded and left to die   Championless, championless, championless      I begged you not to go   I begged you   I pleaded   Claimed you as my only hope    And watched the floor as you retreated   I begged you not to go   I begged you   I pleaded   Claimed you as my only hope    And watched the floor as you retreated      Hope has sprung a perfect dive   A perfect day   A perfect lie   A slowly crafted monologue conceding your defeat      This purchased rebellion has been outbidded   Denounced and rescinded and left to die   Championless, championless, championless      I begged you not to go   I begged you   I pleaded   Claimed you as my only hope    And watched the floor as you retreated   I begged you not to go   I begged you   I pleaded   Claimed you as my only hope   And watched the floor as you retreated      Does it comfort you to know you fought the good fight?   Basking in your victory, hollow and alone   While you boast your bitter bragging rights to anyone who'll listen   While you’re left with nothing tangible to gain