The Mind of a Stalker


They keep me away, how I miss watching you everyday
I am not the problem

All I could see was you and your family watching TV
I am not the problem

Think you saw me jump the fence, your face was so tense
I am not the problem

I loved meeting at court, Judge cut our reunion short
I am not the problem

Might it have killed you to show, some emotions though?
I am not the problem

Have you received my calls, my notes on the walls?
I am not the problem

Been to your house, I even wore that cute blouse,
I am not the problem

The problem is not you, and if you think on it too
I am not the problem

Problem is being here, but don't worry I'm coming Dear
I don't have a problem!

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