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