Lyric Frustration

I am frustration
Maybe you are too
No one is talking
There s nothing to refuse
But if I said I would not miss you
I was wrong

I have been waiting, waiting for a clue
It has gotten so waiting is all I seem to do
But if I said I would not miss you
I was wrong

You can come to me and I wouldn t mind
You can correct me when I am wrong
It s as inevitable as the fall
From the ages of Etruscan minds
Of the springing from cages
Of criminals and lions