Best Excuse - Handguns

Give me the whole truth

Give me you’re best excuse

Because I just wasted my last wish

On «Give me enough rope to hang myself with.»

And lately I’ve been looking down

It could be because that it’s getting colder

Or that I’m getting older

And I watch the trees

As they all loose their leaves

They’re just like me, I’m loosing everything

I’m looking for something

I’m looking for anything at all

I’m looking for closure

False hope or something to hold on to when I fall

So give me something to believe in, anything at all

And I don’t wanna give up

But lately it seems I’m down on my luck

So give me something to believe in

Cause I’m loosing it all