"Shut up!",
I keep telling myself
But the words keep coming out like hiccups
I want to be smart and funny, but
the smart thing right now would be to shut up
"I'm so sorry!",
is all I'd have to say
But those words are locked away
behind stubbornness
and worry
I don't get why it seem I never learn
By now
you'd think I'd have enough scars and burns
Really, I know how to avoid most fights, but
trouble is: I only know in hindsight
Maybe I should say the alphabet backwards
'cause this can't be right
I should have given you my shoulder
instead of advice
on that long bus ride home in the middle of night
I should've come with to buy fries
instead of going to bed
I should've showed you I loved you instead
of a lot of other things I did
I don't get why it seems I never learn
By now
you'd think I'd have enough scars and burns
Really, I know how to avoid most fights
trouble is: I only know in hindsight
I've read"the road's washed out"
so why won't I turn?
