| my stupid mouth has got me in trouble
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| I said too much again
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| to a date over dinner yesterday
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| and I could see she was offended
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| she said well anyway
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| just dying for a subject change
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| oh, another social casualty
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| score one more for me how could I forget
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| mama said think before speaking
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| no filter in my head
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| oh, what’s a boy to do?
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| I guess he better find one soon
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| we bit our lips
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| she looked out the window
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| rolling tiny balls of napkin paper
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| I played a quick game of chess
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| with the salt and pepper shaker
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| and I could see clearly
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| an indelible line was drawn
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| between what was good, what just slipped out
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| and what went wrong
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| oh, another social casualty
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| score one more for me how could I forget
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| mama said think before speaking
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| No filter in my head
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| oh, what’s a boy to do?
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| I guess he better find one soon
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| I’m never speaking up again
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| it only hurts me
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| I’d rather be a mystery than she desert me oh, I’m never speaking up again
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| starting now
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| one more thing
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| why is it my fault?
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| so maybe I try too hard
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| but it’s all because of this desire
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| I just want to be liked; |
| I just want to be funny
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| look like the joke’s on me so call me Captain Backfire
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| oh, another social casualty
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| score one more for me how could I forget
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| mama said think before speaking
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| no filter in my head
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| oh, what’s a boy to do?
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| I guess he better find one soon
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| I’m never speaking up again
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| it only hurts me
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| I’d rather be a mystery than she desert me oh, I’m never speaking up again
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| I’m never speaking up again
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| I’m never speaking up again
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| starting now |