All I have to do is open my mouth, And everything is shot to hell. I babble like a brook, Diarrhea of the mouth ensues. I do myself more harm than good, Especially in the presence of a beautiful girl. I should learn to not stick my foot down my gullet, **** block my attempts at a relationship. Nothing but my worst enemy, No one to blame but me. I need to back off, Maybe disappear. Or just shut up