I wasn’t jealous before we met
now every woman I see
Is a potential threat
And I’m possessive
It isn’t nice
You’ve heard me saying
That smoking was my only vice
But now it isn’t true
Now everything is new
And all I’ve learned
Has overturned
I beg of you
Don’t go wasting your emotion
Lay all your love on me
It was like shooting a sitting duck
A little small talk
A smile and baby I was stuck
I still don’t know
Ahat you’ve done with me
A grown-up woman
Should never fall so easily
I feel a kind of fear
When I don’t have you near
Insatisfied
I skip my pride
I beg you dear