Jealous

I don’t like the way he’s looking at you
I’m starting to think you want him too
Am I crazy, have I lost ya?
Even though I know you love me
Can’t help it

I turn my cheek, music up
And I’m puffing my chest
I’m getting ready to face you
Can call me obsessed

It’s not your fault that they hover
I mean no disrespect
It’s my right to be hellish
I still get jealous

Cause you’re too sexy, beautiful
And everybody wants a taste
That’s why (that’s why)
I still get jealous

Cause you’re too sexy, beautiful
And everybody wants a taste
That’s why (that’s why)
I still get jealous

I wish you didn’t have to post it all
I wish you’d save a little bit just for me
Protective or possessive (yeah)
Call it passive or aggressive

I turn my cheek, music up
And I’m puffing my chest
I’m getting ready to face you
Can call me obsessed

It’s not your fault that they hover
I mean no disrespect
It’s my right to be hellish
I still get jealous

Cause you’re too sexy, beautiful
And everybody wants a taste
That’s why (that’s why)
I still get jealous

Cause you’re too sexy, beautiful
And everybody wants a taste
That’s why (that’s why)
I still get jealous

You’re the only one invited
I said there’s no one else for you
Cause you know I get excited (yeah)
When you get jealous too

I turn my cheek, music up
And I’m puffing my chest
I’m getting ready to face you
Can call me obsessed

It’s not your fault that they hover
I mean no disrespect
It’s my right to be hellish
I still get jealous

Cause you’re too sexy, beautiful
And everybody wants a taste
That’s why (that’s why)
I still get jealous

Cause you’re too sexy, beautiful
And everybody wants a taste
That’s why (that’s why)
I still get jealous

Oh (that’s why)
I still get jealous

Oh (that’s why)
I still get jealous