It’s dark and cold and quiet out
And I really hope that they don’t find out
About all the things that I intend to do

Mother thinks I’m tucked in bed
And if I get caught I know I’m dead
And I know she’ll worry if I’m not around

So I’ll leave a note
And then wait for my ride
because I need to get
I need to get outside

Meet me in the park, you see, and
We’ll go hide up in that tree
And I’ll tell you all the things that I just did

Just stand here and let’s not move
Before they come and find me soon
And they find out all the clues I’ve left behind

And I’m sorry now for what I think I’ve done
I’ve killed a man and now I’m on the run
While the battles been fought, and dad would be so proud
Fathers gone, and I know that we’ll soon get found

It’s dark and cold and quiet out
and I Really hope that they don’t find out
Because if they do I know I’ll go insane…