September the 2nd, 2017
That's your discharge date, etched in your soul
It's been nearly two years now, gone by so fast
Like the fast food restaurants they built while you were away
Pull into the drive-thru, speak into a box
Discard the paper wrappers when you're through
These people can't comprehend the choices you made
So you don't tell them a thing (tell a damn thing)

Whoa, whoa
Unproud warrior (unproud warrior)
Unproud warrior (unproud warrior)
Unproud warrior (unproud)
You made your house your own

Some blame their actions on the government
It's all orders for these lily-white comrades
They hang up their guns on a nail of rosewater
And participate in their grandson's parade
But you know you had more choices than they let on
A soldier is not a cog, but a man, like any other
These thoughts you revisit every time you turn on a movie (you revisit every time)
And see a depiction that is far from your experience (every time, every time)

Whoa, whoa
Unproud warrior
Unproud warrior (every time)
Unproud warrior (unproud warrior)
You made your choice alone

You were only seventeen when you enlisted
You remember
S.E Hinton wrote The Outsiders when she was just fifteen
Mary Shelley wrote Frankenstein when she was just nineteen
And at twenty-three, Stephen Crane published The Red Badge Of Courage
Which is still known as one of the most realistic depictions of war
Even though Crane was born after the Civil War ended
Maybe sentiments of regret are not all that unrelatable
You've always taken lengths to be aware of your own choice

Whoa, whoa
Unproud warrior (unproud warrior)
Unproud warrior (unproud warrior)
Unproud warrior (unproud warrior)
You built your house alone (whoa, unproud warrior)

Whoa, whoa
Unproud warrior (unproud warrior)
Unproud warrior (unproud warrior)
Unproud warrior
You made your house your own (you made your house your own)
Alone
Alone

Copyright: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Writer(s): Cass McCombs