The Trouble With Templeton - When Will lyrics

When will I get to leave this place I'm feeling low I'm feeling wasted "Slow down," you say, "it's not a race" Yes, my dear just to be complacent But I am sick of talking sh** And frankly cannot stand flirtation Tired eyes and pallid cheeks I can't keep up a conversation But, oh... I have been sitting here for hours Not here sadly he has been devoured "Come now," you say, "don't be a coward" Please, my love, stop being so loud I am not the one you want Same features but distinctly different This body's mine but over time It grew so damn weary of listening And, oh... It's agony, these vanities Are really wearing down my patience Can't you please just let me be? Alone is where I feel the safest And, oh...