excuses

One, two

One, two, three, four

Woah

Woah

Are my earrings in your Bronco?

Do you want your sweatshirt back?

My mom got some bad news about her heart

No one else knows about all that

I checked out a new bar downtown and the drinks went to my head

I tried to call my sister and my finger slipped

I clicked on your name instead

I got a million of 'em, ain't close to runnin' out

Just start me up another and if I need the sound

Of your voice on the phone, then I'll use it

Don't you know I'm full of excuses?

I ain't proud of it, but what you gonna do?

My mind's on overdrive tryna not let go of you

I know damn well that I shouldn't do it

I tell myself, but I'll tell you it's useless

I'm full of excuses

Woah

Heard Kenny playin' at the Mapco

While I was toppin' off 89

Found that photo booth picture in the console

Dammit, if that ain't a sign

Yeah, I know that we ended, but I don't think we meant it

Just right then, wrong time

I got a million of 'em, ain't close to runnin' out

Just start me up another and if I need the sound

Of your voice on the phone, then I'll use it

Don't you know I'm full of excuses?

I ain't proud of it, but what you gonna do?

My mind's on overdrive tryna not let go of you

I know damn well that I shouldn't do it

I tell myself, but I'll tell you it's useless

I'm full of excuses

I'm full of excuses

Ooh, yeah

Woah

I got a million of 'em, ain't close to runnin' out

Just start me up another and if I need the sound

Of your voice on the phone, then I'll use it

Don't you know I'm full of excuses?

I ain't proud of it, but what you gonna do?

My mind's on overdrive tryna not let go of you

I know damn well that I shouldn't do it

I tell myself, but I'll tell you it's useless

I'm full of excuses

I'm full of excuses

Oh, yeah

Woah

I'll tell you it's useless

I'm full of excuses