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