I'm waiting in my room for you [bad word] 
Sitting in my armchair.
My books, they show me what you've done,
When I have been out there.
You were supposed to be waiting,
To help me find the key,
You were supposed to be honest
With me.

So am I nervous?
I nervous now?
God knows what's holding my hand
From cutting your thread,
From setting free my...

I'm walking in the moonlight through the woods -
There's nobody near me.
The music of the trees, it shapes my mood,
But anger is still here.
i supposed to be forgiving?
Scarificate my heart?
Or should we turn back home
To the start?

So am I nervous?
I nervous now?
God knows what's holding my hand
From cutting your thread,
From setting free my...