Harvest

oh i know you didn't mean to hurt me so but oh can't you see that I'm just tired cuz iv been beating around i beat around the same bush every time oh i know your minds made up and you're on track so i can pull this knife out of my bag cuz I've been stabbed I've been bruised i beat around the same? muse? news? rules? every time oh i know the cats out of the bag again and there's nothing left to defend as i am doubting this harvest in mindlessness i am all here