Growing up I was a weird kid
Never had friends to play with
I somehow got fascinated
With anything that exploded
A normal life wasn't in the card for me
When I blew up the shed
Dad made me join the military
I don't have a wife and kids
It's not the kind of life I live
This is all I have to give
An expertise in explosives
With this one I may have met my match
I always sais
When I go out, I'll go out with a blast
There are still kids in the building
Come on, Charlie, slow your breathing
Everyone needs you to remain calm
This is what gives my life meaning
No way in hell leaving
Saving myself right now would be wrong
I'm staying with the bomb
My father's temper was explosive
Years ago a therapist thought
Maybe that's why I do this
Well, I think that's too obvious
But right now my childhood don't matter much
If I don't disarm this thing
Those kids won't ever grow up
There are still kids in the building
Come on, Charlie, slow your breathing
Everyone needs you to remain calm
This is what gives my life meaning
No way in hell leaving
Saving myself right now would be wrong
I'm staying with the bomb
I'm staying with the bomb
I'm staying with the bomb
I'm staying with the bomb
No guts, no glory
Just like Major told me
Maybe the weird kid's gonna save the day
No guts, no glory
This is my part in the story
I got a feeling it's gonna be okay
This is the only place I belong
This is the only place I belong
I'm staying with the bomb
