Lyrics
"Sitting alone, staring blankly at the floor, my thoughts turn to her..."
What to say? [she is so beautiful, she'd never want me]
Who is she? [she says nothing to no one perpetually]
-Back of the room, her face in a book, her skirt riding high on her thigh
Number one student, top of the class, she exists to no one but me...
What to say? [she is so beautiful, she'd never want me]
Who is she? [she says nothing to no one perpetually]
What to say? [she is so beautiful, she'd never want me]
Who is she? [she says nothing to no one perpetually]
I sometimes notice the bruise on her face, or the swollen lip
And most often I gaze at the cross which hangs between her breasts...
'So soft and gentle... so beautiful..."
I dream of her... Playing out scenes in my mind...
I dream of her... Kissing me gently, caressing...
I must kill her... She doesn't want me, she'll die...
I must kill her... She can have no one but me! (Here I come!)
Venturing into the street...
I know where she lives...
I know where her bedroom is...
I know everything about her...
She'll see- I'll show her
She'll see- I'll show her
-Her light is off, but her bedroom door is open, I can see her...
Legs spread, I can hear her moans through the window...
"But there's something wrong," ...she gazes at a picture of Jesus...
Watching her in that room, I am in love with her...
