Excuse, a way I make the same mistake on my way back to you

Excuse, a string you tie to tangle my heart and mind into

The excuse gets you just one more chance to do what you always do every single time

The excuse I use is you don’t mean to but I know the truth, I’m just delaying goodbye

So tell me what is worse you stringing my heart along or the fact that I hold on to something I know is wrong

Is the blame on me for opening that same damn door or is it all on you for promising like before

If we’re trying to keep some kind of win-lose score

I don’t really know who’s making the excuse

Anymore

Excuse, an hour late, you had to stay, throw the blame on something new

Excuse, I tell myself, you can’t help the hell you put me through

The excuse that cuts the deepest wound is when you say you want this but I’m last thing on your list

So tell me what is worse you stringing my heart along or the fact that I hold on to something I know is wrong

Is the blame on me for opening that same damn door or is it all on you for promising like before

If we’re trying to keep some kind of win-lose score

I don’t really know who’s making the excuse

Anymore

I wish I could excuse it but I gotta move on

I’m all out of excuses so it looks like I’m gone

I ain’t letting you string my heart along it’s time I let go of what I know is wrong

Won’t be the one to blame cause I slammed that door and your promises won’t get to me, they’ll just hit the floor

I’m done trying to keep some kind of win-lose score

I ain’t gonna be making the excuse

Anymore

Nobody wins when we’re keeping score

I won’t let you back in, no not anymore

Nobody wins when we’re keeping score

I won’t let you back in, no not anymore