Easy To Say

Easy To Say
 How do I speak with my foot in my mouth? 
Is it something I learned as a youth? 
To say what I’m thinking without even blinking 
can be crueller than cloaking the truth. 
Why do I talk before thinking things through? 
History's taught me where that path can lead.
I empty my heart and my senses depart;
tact deserts me with indecent speed.
When will I ever start holding my tongue, 
maybe listening once in a while? 
I’d button my lip and abandon the quip 
if my temper were less volatile. 
So, lucky am I that I know how to say 
the one word that most people dread.
It cannot be put with my mouth round my foot 
but I say "sorry" later instead.