What's Your Excuse?

I get so uptight while you're playing it cool
I have so many excuses that I feel like a fool
And everything you say doesn't make any sense
I'm exuding a lack of confidence
I've been trying to make it all work and I wonder what's the use
I can't help myself
What's your excuse
Because I hate to be wrong
So I'll drop another H-bomb
To get your attention from your rights to your wrongs
And all I'm trying to do is just sing my song
I've been trying to right this wrong and I want to know the truth
I can't help myself
What's your excuse
Well I'm just a...from a juggling fool
With three balls in the air at a time as a rule
Can't keep my goddamn stories straight when I'm juggling you
And it's stupid
What's your excuse
I've been trying to end this war and I wanna call a a truce
I can't help myself
What's your excuse
I get so uptight while you're playing it cool
I have so many excuses that I feel like a fool
And everything you say doesn't make any sense
I'm exuding a lack of confidence
Because I can't see why so I'll offer a number of different alibis
I'm having problems with all the monsters on the ceiling
But my misery is somewhat appealing
'cause I don't know what I want
I just don't know what I want
I'm an idiot savant