She Never Noticed Me

"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...