The bird that thought he could sing

Chirp chirp chirp, ‘I’m good at singing right?’ ‘Yeh so good’ I say that as my ears are in pain from what he says is singing, but I don’t want to hurt his feelings how do I say that he is not good when he thinks he is? I take a small step forward, and another small step, I tap him gently on the shoulder and say ‘ummm, Hello’ What do you want? (gasp) You want to tell me that I am no good at singing, don’t you?’ He Says in shock, ‘No no you are great at it it’s just sometimes you're a little high pitched and it hurts my ears’ ‘Oh, I see well I’ll be on my way then. At least you were honest, because that’s what friends do, they help each other improve.’ ‘Wait don’t go, you could be good at something else,  you could… Oh, I know your great at dancing just do that instead’ ‘Oh well I suppose I am pretty good at it… Oh all right then.