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