I was gonna spell it out
Every detail but
I dropped the call
Before I spilled my guts
The floor stayed clean
Like my conscience would be
'Cause if you heard anything
You didn't hear it from me

1:

     Kurt walked through his house, talking to Mercedes on the phone. "I know, right!" he said. "We need to get ahold of Rachel's clothes and just burn them all. I mean, she somehow manages to dress like a toddler and an old lady at the same time."

   Mercedes answered, "I just don't understand her sense of style."

   "That's because she has none. I wonder where she gets her clothes. Rachel just needs to wake up and realize that those reindeer sweaters are not working. They never have, for anyone," Kurt said, pouring himself some orange juice. He leaned against the counter and started to take a drink. He set the phone down and put it on speaker.

    "Reindeer sweaters?! Ha! Did you see that dress she was wearing last week? I was like, 'Rachel, honey, I'm sorry, but I just can't stand to look at you as long as you're wearing that monstrosity.'"

     Kurt answered, "And she wonders why she doesn't get the guys," rolling his eyes.

     "Dude," Finn said, and Kurt turned around. "That's my girlfriend you're talking about. Why are you picking on her?" They're dating again?! Kurt thought, panicking.

     "Oh! Finn! I'm sorry--"

     "Get out of here! I just don't want to hear you say those things anymore. Wait, you're the one who spread that rumor last week--"

     "I have to go!" Kurt yelled, running out of the room with his phone.

     "Oops," Mercedes giggled.

I'm sweeping up the seconds
That tick off the clock
Save them all for later
When I'm too ticked to talk
And I need some time
To search my mind
To locate the words
That seem so hard to find

And sometimes I say things that
I wish that I could take back
The most crucial thing I lack is the thing called "tact"
And if you're always so intently listening
Then the smartest thing to say
Is to tell myself not to say a thing

2:

     Kurt left the boys' locker room in tears. He picked up the phone and called Blaine. He sat in his car, just taking deep breaths. When Blaine picked, up, Kurt said, "Blaine...I need to talk to you..."

     "What's wrong?"

     "Karofsky...I...Courage backfired on me, Blaine."

     "What happened?!" Blaine panicked.

     "He...He kissed me..."

     Just then, Dave looked into Kurt's window and moved his hand across his neck in a threatening gesture. Kurt screamed and dropped the phone.

     "Kurt?! What happened?!!" Kurt picked up his phone with shaking hands.

     "S-sorry, Blaine...I shouldn't have told you...forget I said anything, okay?"

     "Forget you said--What's going on?"

     "Nevermind. Text you later." He hung up.

    
Yeah I gotta keep quiet quiet
Don't let it all come undone
'Cause if I dare open my mouth
It'll just be to bite my tongue
To bite my tongue

It seems I'm always close-minded
With an open mouth
And the worst of me
Just seems to come right out
But I've never broken bones
With a stone or a stick
But I'll conjure up a phrase
That can cut to the quick

3:

     Santana rolled her eyes at him. Kurt said, "You're just jealous because I'm out and proud and in love. You're in love and in the closet. That's why you're so cruel."

     She slapped him. "Don't even say that!" she lowered her voice to a whisper, "You of all people know how hard it is. You have no right to judge me!"

     Kurt realized what he'd just said. His eyes widened in horror. "Oh, San, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean it!"

     "Sure you didn't." She turned away.

And sometimes I say things that
I wish that I could take back
And the smartest thing to say
Is to tell myself to keep

Quiet quiet
Don't let it all come undone
'Cause if I dare open my mouth
It'll just be to bite my tongue

And 1:

     "Oh, please, like he'd ever like me," Blaine heard, passing Kurt's dorm. The door was open and Kurt was talking on the phone with someone.

     "Blaine's never going to go out with me and you know it."

     What? Blaine cleared his throat. Kurt turned around and said, "Shush, 'Cedes, the aforementioned love of my life is standing right here."

     Blaine stared at Kurt. Kurt just stared back with an expression that clearly said "What?" A few seconds later, Kurt's eyes widened and he said, "Uh...you didn't hear that last part, did you?"

    "Um, yeah. The apparent love of your life just heard everything."

    "I'm so embarrassed..."

    "Don't be, Kurt," Blaine said, stepping closer, "Because the love of my life is standing right in front of me."

    Kurt smiled, surprised. "You mean...?"

    Blaine leaned in and kissed Kurt. For once, Kurt was grateful for his inability to keep his mouth shut.