Brilliantly Dumb

[Intro] Kovan, pull up a chair We brought the answer sheet [Verse 1] You called a fire drill a cooking class Tried to text a password to an empty glass You say, “Trust me, I’ve got this plan” Then lose your phone while it’s in your hand You wear that confidence like a borrowed coat Big declarations, barely able to float Every simple question gets a grand debut Then the answer walks in and trips over you [Pre-Chorus] How do you make a straight line Turn into a maze every time? You’ve got one job, one clue, one spark And somehow miss it in the dark [Chorus] Kovan, you’re brilliantly dumb A fireworks show with no powder in the gun Kovan, the king of “wait, what?” You bring a ladder to a basement and call it a plot Don’t take it hard, it’s your signature move You make bad decisions look easy to prove Kovan, raise your hands, here you come The brightest bulb in the box that forgot where it’s from [Verse 2] You read the menu, then ask what food they serve Take the scenic route and miss the curb You put your cereal in a coffee cup Then blame the spoon when it won’t scoop it up You’ve got big dreams and a tiny map A gold medal in the “how’d you do that?” recap If common sense was knocking at your door You’d ask who it was, then leave through the floor [Pre-Chorus] How do you make a straight line Turn into a maze every time? You’ve got one job, one clue, one spark And somehow miss it in the dark [Chorus] Kovan, you’re brilliantly dumb A fireworks show with no powder in the gun Kovan, the king of “wait, what?” You bring a ladder to a basement and call it a plot Don’t take it hard, it’s your signature move You make bad decisions look easy to prove Kovan, raise your hands, here you come The brightest bulb in the box that forgot where it’s from [Bridge] Maybe tomorrow you’ll crack the code Maybe tomorrow you’ll read the road But tonight the evidence is piling up high You’re not lost, you’re just sightseeing in your own mind [Final Chorus] Kovan, you’re brilliantly dumb A fireworks show with no powder in the gun Kovan, the king of “wait, what?” You bring a ladder to a basement and call it a plot Don’t take it hard, it’s your signature move You make bad decisions look easy to prove Kovan, raise your hands, here you come The brightest bulb in the box that forgot where it’s from [Outro] Kovan, we love you, but come on The answer was sitting there all along