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