Stocker

by Amanda   May 21, 2007


Stocker

I donâ??t know what else to do
We went out for so long
And loved for so long
Then one day itâ??s leave and itâ??s over
Itâ??s been around 7 months now
I canâ??t keep but think about you
I know you are with her
I call you and call you
You pick up but I am complete silence
You tell me to never call you phone again
Because it is she you desire
Every time I see you and her
I feel like killing her
Because I thought you were mine
Now I call you all the time
Look at you all the time
Some people call it stocking but
I call it love.

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