John Mayer

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, 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