Jealousy

Love to me is Jealousy I want to fear, what is on your phone So, let's be done with solitude And settle down in a panic room Because to me You are, what love could be And I would listen to you complain all day Just to hear you, moan at night And I would break a leg Just to lean on you Or crack my head, should it make you smile Because to me You are, what love could be All of that pain I bottled so carefully A bouquet reserved at our first glance All of the stars aligned so perfectly An astral reflection of our romance Girl, you know That I wouldn't have it any other way Yes, you know That this one could be for real Could be for real Could be for real Could be for real For real Baby Baby Baby Baby Baby Baby