Written by: Conor O'Brien
Produced by: Conor O'Brien
Excuse me while I die
A million times before I meet your eyes with mine
And find all the promises you'll make
Before you'll leave me on the shelf
Then I'll have no one to blame
Guess I've got no one to blame
Excuse me while I try
To be somebody that you might decide you like
Enough to come over to my place
And as my heart begins to swell
I'll forget to wear that face that you got to know so well
And you'll see me as I am
Just an empty broken shell
Then I'll have no one to blame
Guess I've got no one to blame
But myself
See there's a mystery in your eyes
The kind of swimming pool for swimming fools like me
So excuse me while I fly
High up above this broken town as I look down
On all the people as they say
That they're always here to help
In my heart I know that they
Couldn't catch me if I fell
Only you could take the weight
Of this ancient wicked spell
Then you'll have no one to blame
Guess you've got no one to blame
Then you'll have no one to blame
But yourself
See there's a mystery in your eyes
The kind of swimming pool for swimming fools like me
Oh Mister Mystery...
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