Watching her every seductive movement
Passion, twisted longing flows through my veins
Her teasing eyes bragging careless consent
Look but do not touch, these are my constrains
Precious, you belong to my possessions
Why can’t you foresee our future to be?
This obsession has over taken me
Gone beyond a simple stalking session
As I carve her name into my bare chest
Like in a flock of ravens, a stray dove
Don’t worry, there’s no need for me to stress
Because there’s no escaping it, my love
And I am sick of having to pretend
That every other day I’m her best friend