(Chorus) [One time]
My only excuse is that I enjoy excuses.
It's the way that I get down the road.

(Verse 1)
...There's an array of lights in a ray of light.
All I'm sayin' is, you really can't rely on eyes.
This is the base that has allowed my face to fake a smile
and silence admissions that may prevent my suicide.
I guess that when I said
I would be there,
it went right over my head,
and I Didn't realize you would rely
on word,
but I still lied,
and I'll still lie in the dirt,
so... nothing changed.
You're still sane, and I'm still deranged.
I mean,.. I tried to try.
The. rope. broke. on you at a height too high, and I...
...I supported it,
but when the mission got hard,
I aborted it.
I guess I kid too much, like an orphanage,
so all the trust we had, there's no more of it. My..

(Chorus) [Two Times]
My only excuse is that I enjoy excuses.
It's the way that I get down the road.

(Verse 2: IInborn)
Excuses, excuses.
I'm stressed out, but soothin' with all these excuses.
It's like these responsibilities are weighing down on me,
and it's such a nuisance like I can't even count on myself.
When procrastination strikes, I'm just crying out for help
'cause I don't wanna do it now; I put it on the shelf,
and I never get back to it. Blame it on myself
like my only excuse is that I enjoy when I do this.
I am putting a knife in my own back;
It's like I'm Jesus and Judas.
I can't help it; it's how I cope.
These excuses are all I know.
There's so much going on on the inside,
but this shell's really all I show. Double II.

(Chorus) [Two Times]
My only excuse is that I enjoy excuses.
It's the way that I get down the road.

(Verse 3)
Excuse me.
I'm abusing a new thing:
Loose leaf,
writing letters to myself that I'll never open
'cause I'm hopin' to no end
that I'll stop lyin' to myself just to cope with
being closed in by my mind all the time.
I designed for the letters to excuse all my actions.
So, when you read the poems hidden in my cabinet,
you should know they were written with a passion.
I don't want to explain to you
the real reasons for me leavin you
'cause I don't even fully understand why.
I kinda like to be alone,
though I don't,
and I know it hurts you,
but I gotta go.
And you'll never know.
Yeah, you'll never know.
You'll never get the full song,
just the metronome.
Once I understand me,
maybe I'll tell you.
'til then, here's a letter of excuse--s.

(Chorus) [Four Times]
My only excuse is that I enjoy excuses.
It's the way that I get down the road.