excuses

[Intro] (One, two) (One, two, three four) (Woah) (Woah) [Verse 1] 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 [Chorus] I got a million of 'em, ain't close to runnin' out Just thought 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 whatcha 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 ya it's useless I'm full of excuses [Post-Chorus] (Woah) [Verse 2] Heard Kenny playin' at the MAPCO While I was toppin' off 89 Found that photo booth picture in the console Damn it if that ain't a sign [Pre-Chorus] Yeah, I know that we ended But I don't think we meant it Just right thing, wrong time [Chorus] I got a million of 'em, ain't close to runnin' out Just thought 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 whatcha 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 ya it's useless I'm full of excuses [Post-Chorus] I'm full of excuses Aw, yeah (Woah) [Chorus] I got a million of 'em, ain't close to runnin' out Just thought 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 whatcha 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 ya it's useless I'm full of excuses [Post-Chorus] I'm full of excuses Aw, yeah (Woah) I'll tell ya it's useless, I'm full of excuses