She wants to run away from me
But the only way away from me is the sea
Im sorry maybe you'll never be free
You can run but you can't flee from me
You can't escape my grasp
It makes me hard when you gasp for air
I can't control myself
You won't kill yourself
Like a trophy, I got your hair on my shelf
No, no, no she won't kill herself
Now shackled up in my room
Now we can resume
To watching you bloom
She's meeting her doom
Im so jealous of her
I know she pities me
Im so jealous of her
I know she pities me
Im so jealous of her
She's dead
For me