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