My Stupid Mouth

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My stupid mouth
Has got me in trouble
I said too much again
To a date over dinner yesterday
And I could see
She was offended
She said "well anyway..."
Just dying for a subject change

Oh, another social casualty
Score one more for me
How could I forget?
Mama said "think before speaking"
No filter in my head
Oh, what's a boy to do
I guess he better find one soon

We bit our lips
She looked out the window
Rolling tiny balls of napkin paper
I played a quick game of chess with the salt and pepper shaker
And I could see clearly
An indelible line was drawn
Between what was good, what just slipped out and what went wrong

Oh, the way she feels about me has changed
Thanks for playing, try again.
How could I forget?
Mama said "think before speaking"
No filter in my head
Oh, what's a boy to do
I guess he better find one

I'm never speaking up again
It only hurts me
I'd rather be a mystery
Than she desert me

Oh I'm never speaking up again
Starting now

One more thing
Why is it my fault?
So maybe I try too hard
But it's all because of this desire
I just wanna be liked
I just wanna be funny
Looks like the jokes on me
So call me captain backfire

Oh, the way she feels about me has changed
Thanks for playing, try again.
How could I forget?
Mama said "think before speaking"
No filter in my head
Oh, what's a boy to do
I guess he better find one

I'm never speaking up again
It only hurts me
I'd rather be a mystery
Than she desert me

Oh I'm never speaking up again
Starting now



Sometimes, you couldn't control yourself from expressing what you feel so words would blurt out of your mouth unconsciously.Be a mystery.Don't speak.

Breakaway

If melody
is my destiny
than what's left of me,
I'll give to you.
And if next to me,
is all that you need to be
would you settle for fantasy,
if it's the best you could do?
Can I have my cake?
Can I have you, too?
Would you follow me?
Could I ask you to?
Would the world between us,
break these ties
we worked so hard
to realize...
Can a postcard say,
what I see in your eyes?
Could I ever break away?
Would I be satisfied,
and find peace inside
rolling half my life
over broken white lines?
Can I have my cake,
can I have you, too?
Would you follow me,
could I ask you to?
Will I wake up one morning,
and see your face
in the streaks on the window,
that the rainstorm makes?
Could you bear all the waiting,
and the strength that it takes?
Could I ever break away?
Could I ever break away?
Can I have my cake?
Can I have you, too?
Would you follow me?
Could I ask you to?
Would the world between us,
break these ties
we worked so hard to realize...
Can a postcard say,
what I see in your eyes?
Could I ever break away?
Could I ever break away?
Away...
Away...
Away



John Mayer - Breakaway
Live from Eddies Attic, Atlanta GA
June 15, 1999

Have you ever felt that you want to break away from something and yet you want to have that something to go back to?
Who wants to break away among the readers?Do you really , really want to?