They. Cannot. Touch. Her.

Even though not blind I could not see
And in the end she forced herself on me
I gave the finger to someone I don’t believe in
She send a kiss and neither did she
Spending too much time alone
In the darkness of my home
Wearing a white dress she appeares like an angel
Out of this filthy mess she’s alone
They. Cannot. Touch. Her.
They. Cannot. Touch. Her.
Even though not blind I could not see
I could be more than a bumblebee
And maybe one day I will even become
Just half the man she seems to see
They. Cannot. Touch. Her.
They. Cannot. Touch. Her.
They. Cannot. Touch. Her.
They. Cannot. Touch. Her.
YEEAAAH!