Bowling for Soup - Down for the Count

Ladies and Gentlemen
In this corner weighting in at one hundred and thirty one pounds
I'm sorry, correction, one hundred and twenty six pounds
It's the girl that broke my heart
Isn't she lovely folks?
Just look at that smile
Draws me in every time

Some call a medic 'cause I think she's going to strike again
She slammed down the phone and gave the finger to the nightstand
That holds the picture in the heart-shaped frame we bought at Target
Yes, I think we got a problem but I can't put my finger on it

It seems like you told me I'm in over my head
But all I remember is making out constantly
If I don't get up, then I'll probably end up dead
She's the undisputed champ of my world

Down for the count, over and out
Toss in the towel, 'cause she really got the best of me
I can't hang around, get kicked while I'm down
What was that sound? I just wish the effing bell would ring

Lets get ready for verse number two

The message on the cell says she waiting on a call from me
To tell her that I'm sorry, I can come back if I crawl
But I got bad knees, and I can't say that I'm sorry
'Cept I'm sorry that I met you
Now my guard's up and I'm fighting dirty

It seems like you told me I'm in over my head
But all I remember is making out constantly
If I don't get up, then I'll probably end up dead
She's the undisputed champ of my world

Down for the count, over and out
Toss in the towel 'cause she really got the best of me
I can't hang around to get kicked while I'm down
What was that sound I just wish the fucking bell would ring

Seven, eight, nine, ten, knock out

It seems like you told me I'm in over my head
But all I remember is making out constantly
If I don't get up, then I'll probably end up dead
She's the undisputed champ of my world
Undisputed champ of my world
And I'm begging to be

Down for the count, over and out
Toss in the towel, 'cause she really got the best of me
I can't hang around, get kicked while I'm down
What was that sound? I just wish the effing bell would ring

Hey there, it's Jarrett, you called my cell phone and I-
Please enter your password
You have twelve unheard messages
First message

Hey, it's me
Look, it's been three days and I'm still waiting for an apology
I'm really getting sick of this
Then again, I should expect this from you
My mom was right, you are a loser
Why can't you just call me back?
Just call me back, I mean
It's not that hard to pick up the phone and just say "hello"
I just want to talk to you
Forget it, I'm done, loser

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Written by:
Jaret Ray Reddick

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Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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