I hate it when I'm not polite
When it's deserved it's still not right
So I still wish you better days
Though I dislike you anyway
It doesn't mean I can't be courteous

Excuse and pardon Me

I get uptight and nervous and tense
Small things tend to become immense
I'm just beginning to unwind
So if I seem to be unkind
It isn't really me that's talking

Excuse and pardon Me

My head's connected to my heart
And I just can't pull them apart

Although they know each other well
The odds are slim that they will gel
They just don't seem to go together

Excuse and pardon Me

Copyright: FIE, Wixen Music Publishing
Writer(s): Adam David Willard, Patrick Wilson