It Could Be A Good Excuse

Blind on a ledge, not a thing, not a

Road of broken heart not a thing, not at all

You know



Of things we hear nothing's there, nothing

She said Why do you watch me? said why?

You know



Maybe a good excuse not to give a fuck

But I

Care for you

Said alright

Could be a good excuse.



Full of love just returned just when

You lied it hurt and your pride your pride

Hurt Pride



And it is not a thing not a

You it hurt nothing and me

It is

These games are nothing.



Maybe a good excuse not to give a fuck

But I (But I But I But I)

But I don't want you

And don't want me

These games are nothing