Monica was a friend of mine She wasn't bad at all She is twenty two years old wife That's why there is a wall Between our lips her ears my voice I smashed it every time I'm sick of being alone I've got no choice I plan a crime
If you're not gonna be my life I'm not going to be your friend So jump into the car I drive Our road's going to the end
Monique was just something more She felt the same 'bout me As latest book was opened for My pen to write her name No riddle in her eyes was kept But close to how I feel Our endless nowheretogoness will ends I've got a deal