i was a fool to take your heart i was a fool to want more than a part and i was a fool to be led on and i should have known when i sang you my song and i was a fool when i tripped on your crown ran into the woods i hunted you down i was a fool on my own sticky with blood now in my mountain home i was a fool when i carried your corpse wet with my tears now placed upon my horse and i was fool without any course if i couldn t love you i d take something of yours and i was a fool when i took out my knives i did as the queen asked but i kept the prize i was a fool on my own sticky with blood now in my mountain home i was a fool for 40 years i hid in my home and was haunted with fear and each little shadow or deer in the woods made my poor heart race as fast as it could i took out your heart when things got hard the country got quiet i let down my guard but the queen had a witch who had sent her through time she came in the night and she took out my eyes i was a fool on my own sticky with blood now in my mountain home i was a fool on my own