Braid Consolation Prizefighter Lyrics

Consolation Prizefighter Lyrics

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



so give me a brand name and



i'll wrap my arms around the caller's collar



ring ring











tears in the towel throw it in



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



so give me a capgun and



i'll press my lips on the necks of the next ones



ring ring



it's everything











won too few in one too many.