I am not the guy, that you would like to meet I'm some type of imposter you might find out on the street I look back on the arguments, and every time I've won But when you fight with your own mind, this is easily done This song is for those who have found love, and work hard to make it true For love is not an easy task, especially with you Some people think I'm crazy, always talking to myself I really can't see how they're wrong, or how even, to help
I admit that when I'm pissed off I am really not so fun But now I ask you kindly will you Break it to me
This song is not about my girlfriend, not about a girl at all So wrap up that pretentious mind, and roll it in a ball Now pick it up, and throw like a 12 year old might do That was bought by his old man, back in 1972 It's the same one on the TV on that big world series screen And all the while you sit displeased with your fashion magazines
I admit that when I'm pissed off I am really not so fun But now I ask you kindly will you