And indeed, I am singing "My Stupid Mouth" to myself once again.
No, the regret will all be mine for I know I have said too much
Too much than I should
Too much than what I could
Handle when the words hit back.
Too much, but then just enough
For the world to see
Just how much I am addicted
Just what or who or how
Or, oh, how much, you mean to me.
A mess I made once again.
But then,
Maybe all of it was true
Well at least to me.
It's the way I've perceived
And maybe it's different from how you've yourself.
No I should not feel guilty
But I tell you I do.
No I should not be ashamed
For feeling like I do now.
No I shouldn't.
After all this was a waltz you lead,
And I just followed
And I ended up in places I thought you were leading me to.
If it weren't for you.
But hey maybe I got things wrong
Mistaking actions
Mistaking things
For signals of what they really were
Not.
But the fault isn't just mine after all.
All is ours.
Ours is the fault.
One more thing
Why is it my fault?
So maybe I try too hard
But it's all because of this desire
I just want to be liked; I just want to be funny
Look like the joke's on me
So call me Captain Backfire