What a disaster...
I sneaked into Nette's house yesterday to see her,
But her mum had to wake up in the middle of the night.
There was no place to hide,
She caught me and chased me out of the house.

Predictably she wants us apart.
Maybe she'll monitor Nette's phone calls.
Maybe she'll follow Nette everywhere she goes.
Maybe Nette won't even have a phone anymore.

Maybe I won't see Nette for months.
Maybe I won't get to talk to her for months too.
Maybe I will never get to see her again.

This is really the worst thing that can ever happen...
I'm sorry Nette.
I'm sorry I screwed things up.