I have the tendency to say things at the worst times.

I have the tendency to screw something up, and then while the destruction is slowly lessening, I'd unintentionally go back in and screw everything up again.

I shouldn't have, I shouldn't have, I shouldn't have. Once an unpleasant matter has been closed, I really ought not to go back in and destroy everything again.

Two screw-ups in a day. I think I'm socially inept. I must learn to control, to trust that things will work out by themselves.

And you, you're too nice, and I just get it all wrong.