Jealousy isn't really me
But when I think of what we used to be
I cant help but notice all the signs I didn't see
So now all I see are signs that aren't there
Giving me emotions I can not bear
I'm becoming so green over illusions in my mind
Because all I do is look behind at the mistakes of my past
I should just realize last time isn't now
So when he tells me he loves me I shouldn't be thinking "how"
My future is right in front of my eyes but all I can focus on is your lies
P.M. Altman
