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 relieved 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!