Do you know THIS
Do you know HOW
Do you know ME
I know jealousy
Trust me, I know jealousy
Don't you see WHY
Don't you see WHO
Don't you see ME
You must know insecurity
Trust me, you know insecurity
Jealousy was the ugly thing
That revealed its bloated corpse
Bobbing to the surface of my day
Jealousy controlled my life in a spiteful way
Insecurity was the tarnished part
As you sputtered to life a broken heart
Its pursed lips and quiet eyes
Carved a grave for all my lies
Carved a grave for (me and) all my lies
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