She belongs on the cover of a glossy magazine,
With her perfect skin and arched brows.
She belongs with you,
Since she radiates adventure.
Jealousy has got a hold on my obsessive mind,
Waiting hopelessly for a message from you,
I don’t believe in anything,
Except for you, darling.
Here we go again,
Falling in love being my mistake,
Time and time again,
Being far too much in love to see.
To see that you had moved on,
Giving me no warning.
Now I’m only here with jealousy,
And a damaged heart.
If only you could see,
What you have done to me.
Loving every thought of you,
Dying in this beautiful sadness.