Your head's in the way of my mind And by the way I'm fine But I'm a liar And I'm trying, try So give me a brand name and I'll Wrap my arms around the caller's collar Ring, ring Ring, ring Ring, ring Ring, ring ♪ Tears in the towel Throw it Who'll chose the prizefighter? ♪ Who'll chose the prizefighter? Windows down, the idiots yell At me, meek on the street Clueless as usual and unbelievably easily bruisable But I'm trying, try So give me a capgun and I'll Press my lips on the necks of the next ones Ring, ring Ring, ring Ring, ring Ring, ring ♪ It's everything ♪ Won too few in, one too many Won too few in, one too many ♪ Won too few in, one too many Won too few in, one too many Won too few in, one too many Won too few in, too