“It’s hard to argue when you won’t stop making sense. But my tongue still misbehaves and it keeps digging my own grave.”

I have had this song on constant repeat since I checked the CD out of the library.  The first line so accurately sums up how I feel when TTO tells me like it is that I laughed out loud when I heard it.  I still try to find ways to justify my habits but I know he is almost always right. 

(Yes, it’s there, in print.  I know you’ll use it against me eventually.  I love you anyway.)