Knowing's a Double Edged Sword

Are you sick of sticking here? Well maybe when you're older you'll appreciate every year The way each season comes and goes although their exits seem to vary The way the sheltered life you've lived has made its way to infamy And I built my wall here just to keep myself from you, you won't stay away You know where to find me among the clutter in the attic I take up the space you desperately need so come and get me come and find where You say I got what I gave well I gave you a chance I don't recall you ever giving one back I'm not being cruel I'm being true, I haven't seen myself for years for you What does it say that you'd call your mother by her first name I swear I could get more information from you if I tried Don't be scared, come closer, these sheets you lay on are on fire And every thought you have is a stare away from me It's not who I was then and it's not now You say I got what I gave God you're killing me to say What I did wrong well, it's not that fine anyway And it's not me you know it Your strings hold me together with the rope And if you say it's not who I was then