Bad Brains

The wife of my best friend
Stares right through me into
The tumor of my sick need
The wife of my best friend
Flinches at the wheel takes a
Vitamin complex to supplement
Her meal
The wife of my best friend
Builds the scaffolding for a
Splinter faction of the lunatic fringe
The wife of my best friend
Jumps from the sill leaving me
To clean all that's been spilt
This ain't right but then
Again no one will know