Excuses

Oh my dear won't you put down the bottle
And open the door 'cause I know you can

If there's a god, he doesn't know
What I do in my spare time

I'd wait at your door
I'd wait at your door
When I'm trying to make
I'm tired of making
Excuses every time I talk



Credits
Writer(s): Jacquelyn Alpine
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