I should not be allowed to talk to people I'm falling for.
Sit there, smile, look pretty - maybe fuck'em a little.
But when this mouth starts moving, all those thoughts start racing and this erge to find out more more deeper deeper what you're feeling, what you want, what are your hopes and dreams and what do you think want hope wish desire of life and love and religion and why why why just how is it possible you never told someone you love them? Before this moment comes, someone please come and take me away, cover my mouth, drag me twisting and fighting - don't let me ruin it.
Just sit there, smile, look pretty - make one of those jokes that make you sound so witty.