Wait
Wait- Jenny Talia
I got your letter, said it was over; you don't love me you don't want to see me.
I think your wrong but you moved on, it's a mistake because you are my sole-mate.
Whatever I did wrong, I can make it right.
You recon I'm wired and that's not nice.
Just give me a chance, we can make it work, but you won't see and that's what hurts.
I'm not a stalker; I'm just walking past your house, for the fifteen time this morning.
I could see you might be out, so I'll wait...
In the bushes in your front yard where I can see you come and go real clearly, my binoculars make it easy, wait...
Until you get back, I've got your backpack, full of supplies everything I need.
A can of Mace, a roll of duck-tap, a bottle of wine for me, chloroform for you
Gonna spend some time, just you and I, romancing bones its', gonna take a while.
No one gonna miss our first kiss.
I'm filming that shit, I'm streaming it live.
I'm not stalking; I'm just walking past your work waiting for you to come out.
I hope you're not avoiding me you fucking jerk wait...
I didn't really mean that, its just sometimes I get frustrated and aggressive, if I'm not medicated.
Wait...
But I better not see ya, with that other Shelia, she your wife whatever, you can do better.
When she masturbates does she decade, every flick of her figure to you.
I got a tattoo on my left boob; it's off you totally naked.
I made a scrunchy out of your undies; I stole from your gym bag.
God they smell lovely.
I'm not stalking I'm just walking past your house, but the men in little white coats have got the fucking place surrounded.
I tried to show them the letter you wrote me before, but they reckon it's a restraining order.
I was only trying to throw you a house warming party.
Those bastard reckon that's asston (?) Ouch!
Little Taser love bites on me skin.
There strapping the jacket on me again.
One more request my love before they take me back again.
Can I get a vile of your sperm to roam one chin (?)
And one day we'll have a family reunion until then.
Wait...
I got your letter, said it was over; you don't love me you don't want to see me.
I think your wrong but you moved on, it's a mistake because you are my sole-mate.
Whatever I did wrong, I can make it right.
You recon I'm wired and that's not nice.
Just give me a chance, we can make it work, but you won't see and that's what hurts.
I'm not a stalker; I'm just walking past your house, for the fifteen time this morning.
I could see you might be out, so I'll wait...
In the bushes in your front yard where I can see you come and go real clearly, my binoculars make it easy, wait...
Until you get back, I've got your backpack, full of supplies everything I need.
A can of Mace, a roll of duck-tap, a bottle of wine for me, chloroform for you
Gonna spend some time, just you and I, romancing bones its', gonna take a while.
No one gonna miss our first kiss.
I'm filming that shit, I'm streaming it live.
I'm not stalking; I'm just walking past your work waiting for you to come out.
I hope you're not avoiding me you fucking jerk wait...
I didn't really mean that, its just sometimes I get frustrated and aggressive, if I'm not medicated.
Wait...
But I better not see ya, with that other Shelia, she your wife whatever, you can do better.
When she masturbates does she decade, every flick of her figure to you.
I got a tattoo on my left boob; it's off you totally naked.
I made a scrunchy out of your undies; I stole from your gym bag.
God they smell lovely.
I'm not stalking I'm just walking past your house, but the men in little white coats have got the fucking place surrounded.
I tried to show them the letter you wrote me before, but they reckon it's a restraining order.
I was only trying to throw you a house warming party.
Those bastard reckon that's asston (?) Ouch!
Little Taser love bites on me skin.
There strapping the jacket on me again.
One more request my love before they take me back again.
Can I get a vile of your sperm to roam one chin (?)
And one day we'll have a family reunion until then.
Wait...
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