I watch closely out the window
Wonder why my neighbor's suddenly a widow
Watching the house behind me across the street
In the middle of the night in the summer's heat
I can't help that I'm obsessed
No need to get upset
It's just a matter of circumstantial evidence
Why is she looking at me?
She's wondering what I've seen
She's looking me in the eye
I'm scared I don't want to die
What if I'm next?
What did I witness?
She's coming over here
I've got to get out of here
Here she comes
What will she say
Will anyone hear us
Make her go away
What am I going to do
Of all the things to put me through
I open the door we're looking face to face
I welcome her into my place
What was I thinking?
My heart is sinking
Why did I let her in?
It's the perfect crime again
Worst just went to really bad
I was shocked when she said
I can't help that I'm obsessed
No need to get upset
It's just a matter of circumstantial evidence
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