And it makes me sad
The thought of you with another girl that isn’t me
And yes, you’re not mine
But you sure as hell should be

Holding her hand
And telling her pretty things
Misery loves company
But i only want yours
So you see?
Its quite hard to disarm
The thought of you with another girl
I shouldnt be thinking of it
But you know how it is
When a boy like you comes around
Its only routine for me
to think youre with them all
It makes my mind swirl and pound
The thought of you with another girl