I Knew Exactly What to Do (But in a Much More Real Sense, I Had No Idea What to Do)

Timed this one out for decades now let's see this through Took the patience mask I'll get you back in June Can't enjoy the product if you sit there and mull on the review I want a place where I can rest my head Without you wing of feathers that reek of unsaid Cause these walls they talk and so can I If I'm putting all of my faith in you then why are you still twisting the knife? Is it to late to be me? Seems I've been swallowed by what I won't be Force feed me your absinthe to strike no fear Take me out to the back Make me disappear You say this ain't me But it's my dripping blood all down your arms that makes it so hard to believe And where's that place to rest my head? Without your wing of stone that pretends to bear A shred of decency No more sympathy I tried my best to reconnect but I accept my feelings are suppressed Is it to late to be me? Seems I've been swallowed by what I won't be Force feed me your absinthe to strike no fear Take me out to the back Make me disappear Its what I love that what's got me caught Made sure there was no peace in your plot Turn my meadows to labyrinths Shed my skin Guess it is what it is But if you call My name Just know I'm right there to keep you safe It's like I always told you baby we can wash the dirt away Is it to late to be me? Seems I've been swallowed by what I won't be Force feed me your absinthe to strike no fear Take me out to the back Make me disappear