Fumble

Found a flaw in the ending of a book that I've read twice,

I set her straight, it's not based on your life.

There's tension in this room,

We'll have butterflies soon,

Fumbling 'round in the dark with a flashlight.

No need to be uncalm,

We'll leave it by the phone,

A message you can swallow,

A letter to sign,

No need to be alarmed,

We'll leave this all alone,

And all the guilt will follow you in a line.

There's tension in this room,

We'll have butterflies soon,

Fumbling 'round in the dark with a flashlight