The injunctions haven't helped, isn't any cure
He's been infected, trapped upon your stalker tour
Forced yourself upon him, claiming him your own
demanding without notice, not leaving him alone
Surprising him at every turn, stalking his house and home
driving him to dire extremes, nowhere that he can roam
Peaking from behind his curtains, knowing, your out there somewhere
the cops tell him, you're harmless, they don't really seem to care
He knows one day he'll waken, find you beneath his sheets
aghast as he's taken, with no time, left to tweet
Jan 31, 2017
Jan 31, 2017 at 8:13 AM UTC
The injunctions haven't helped, isn't any cure
He's been infected, trapped upon your stalker tour
Forced yourself upon him, claiming him your own
demanding without notice, not leaving him alone
Surprising him at every turn, stalking his house and home
driving him to dire extremes, nowhere that he can roam
Peaking from behind his curtains, knowing, your out there somewhere
the cops tell him, you're harmless, they don't really seem to care
He knows one day he'll waken, find you beneath his sheets
aghast as he's taken, with no time, left to tweet
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