| I’m the king of good excuses
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| I’m the best at making me feel useless
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| I can make it February all year long
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| I’m the dice that rolls a seven
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| I’m the sinner who tries to sneak into heaven
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| Out of place in a place I want to belong
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| Sometimes I think
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| Sometimes I don’t
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| Maybe I think too much
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| Maybe I’ve stretched my luck
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| Maybe I’m lost in my mind all of the time
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| Counting all the ways I’ve let you down, down
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| I’m the words you wish you said
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| I’m the monster living under your bed
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| But all I really wanna do is tuck you in
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| Sometimes I think
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| Sometimes I don’t
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| Maybe I think too much
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| Maybe I’ve stretched my luck
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| Maybe I’m lost in my mind all of the time
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| Counting all the ways I’ve let you down
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| Maybe I’ve said too much
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| Maybe I’ve messed this up
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| Maybe I’m lost in my mind all of the time
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| Counting all the ways I’ve let you down, down
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| Down, down
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| I won’t be surpised when you disappear and erase this
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| I’m just a thing that everyone replaces
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| I won’t be surpised when you disappear and erase this
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| I’m just a thing that everyone replaces
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| Maybe I think too much
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| Maybe I’ve stretched my luck
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| Maybe I’m lost in my mind all of the time
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| Counting all the ways I’ve let you down
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| Maybe I’ve said too much
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| Maybe I’ve messed this up
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| Maybe I’m lost in my mind all of the time
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| Counting all the ways I’ve let you down, down
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| Down, down |