| Song | The Good Fight |
| Artist | Dashboard Confessional |
| Album | MTV Unplugged 2.0 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 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 proofs, it was ever alive | |
| This purchased rebellion has been out-bidded | |
| Denounced and rescinded and left to die | |
| Championless, championless, championless | |
| I begged you not to go | |
| I begged you, | |
| I pleadedClaimed you as my only hope | |
| And watched the floor as you retreated | |
| I begged you not to go | |
| I begged you, | |
| I pleadedClaimed 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 out-bidded | |
| Denounced and rescinded and left to die | |
| Championless, championless, championless | |
| I begged you not to go | |
| I begged you, | |
| I pleadedClaimed you as my only hope | |
| And watched the floor as you retreated | |
| I begged you not to go | |
| I begged you, | |
| I pleadedClaimed 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 | |
| When you boast your bitter bragging rights to anyone who will listen | |
| While you’re left with nothing tangible to gain |
| 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 proofs, 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| Denounced and rescinded and left to die | |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 pleadedClaimed you as my only hope | |
| And watched the floor as you retreated | |
| I begged you not to go | |
| I begged you, | |
| I pleadedClaimed 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| Denounced and rescinded and left to die | |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 pleadedClaimed you as my only hope | |
| And watched the floor as you retreated | |
| I begged you not to go | |
| I begged you, | |
| I pleadedClaimed 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 | |
| When you boast your bitter bragging rights to anyone who will listen | |
| While you' re left with nothing tangible to gain |
| 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 proofs, 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 pleadedClaimed you as my only hope | |
| And watched the floor as you retreated | |
| I begged you not to go | |
| I begged you, | |
| I pleadedClaimed 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 pleadedClaimed you as my only hope | |
| And watched the floor as you retreated | |
| I begged you not to go | |
| I begged you, | |
| I pleadedClaimed 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 | |
| When you boast your bitter bragging rights to anyone who will listen | |
| While you' re left with nothing tangible to gain |