I don't have any good excuses I just have a whole mess of reasons And that doesn't do anyone any good So don't pull my loose threads, they're keeping me together And I still need this ugly fucking sweater It's so cold in the middle of July I cut my hair I was restlessly creative But energy hurts, I wish I was sedated Maybe I'll try to get back on some pills This Summer season gives me chills So don't pull my loose threads, they're keeping me together Maybe I could use another fucking sweater I don't even know if it'd do me any better But it's all I've got I still don't have a valid excuse And I'd like to put all these reasons to use 'Cause they don't do anyone any good But I really wish they could