They Tell Me That I Talk Too Much
They tell me that I talk too much
And that I repeat what I say.
They tell me that I talk too much
And just spew out bollocks all day.
They tell me that I talk too much
And that I drone just on and on.
They tell me that I talk too much
And are releaved when I am gone.
They tell me that I talk too much
And complain at my wordy spew.
They tell me that I talk too much
And suggest I haven’t a clue.
They tell me that I talk too much
As if I inflict them some ill.
They tell me that I talk too much
As if my many words could kill.
They tell me that I talk too much
As if it is without a care.
They tell me that I talk too much
As if it’s just too much to bear.
They tell me that I talk too much
As though I as such all day.
But the only reason I talk so much
Is that I don’t know what to say…
