Sitting there with her friend, drinking by the bar, I stare at her across the room, and I'm gonna do everything to make this girl mine, even if it means forcing her. She doesn't know who I am, yet. But for now, I'm staying hidden.

A guy touches her, I notice that she's uncomfortable. I'll kill him later, no one gets to touch what belongs to me. She's walking home now, I decide to follow her, but by distance, if someone as much as look at her I'll cut their eyes out and feed it to them.