Jealous

I know that smile, the one that used to be mine
I know those eyes, the look you gave me the first time
I know that tone, the change on your reply
You got me watching from the side

Now it ain't me you call out for a cigarette
No, it ain't me who's breaking down your hard defense
It ain't me you touching every chance you get
So before you take him home I confess to you alone

Oh, I'm jealous, you know
When it comes to you
I'll freaking be your friend
But you're making calls to him

Oh, I'm jealous, you know
When it comes to you
I'll freaking be your friend
But you're making calls to him

I'm jealous, you know
You're making calls to him
Oh, I'm jealous, you know
I'll freaking be your friend
But you're making calls to him