Jealousynhas gone and got a hold of menI could offer an apologynor take one on the chinnnbut honestlynit gets a little hard to seenexactly what’s in front of menwhen I see you with himnnand I can’t tell no onen‘cause I got no reasonnto be acting the way that I amnnand I can’t do nothingnand I need to come cleannI saw the way you looked at himnnwell, it’s scandalousnI saw his eyes move up your dressnwell, he was being obviousnyou said he’s just a friendnnslight caressnwell, I swear I saw your hand touch hisnI try not to be enviousnbut I can never winnntoo blind to focusnand too dead to noticenthat this could be a sign of the endnnand I know that I’m loveless; too contentiousnto ever be exactly the same againnnwell, I’m back from the liquor storenyour clothes were lying on the floornhe’s locked behind the bathroom doornI tried to be a mannnWell, help me lord!nJealousy’s a two-edged sword!nI loved her less; she loved him morenThan I can understandnnohh ohh ohh…