Jealous · аккорды на гитаре · текст песни

I don’t like the way he’s looking at you,

I’m starting to think you want him too.

Even though I know you love me, Can’t help it.

I turn my cheer, music up,

and I’m puffing my chest.

I’m getting ready to face you,

Can call me obsessed.

It’s not your fault that they hover,

I mean no disrespect.

It’s my right to be hellish,

I still get jealous.

Cause you’re too sexy, beautiful,

And everybody wants a taste.

That’s why (that’s why)

I still get jealous.

Cause you’re too sexy, beautiful,

And everybody wants a taste.

That’s why (that’s why)

I still get jealous.

I wish you didn’t have to post it all,

I wish you’d save a little bit just for me.

Protective or possessive (yeah),

I turn my cheer, music up,

and I’m puffing my chest.

I’m getting ready to face you,

Can call me obsessed.

It’s not your fault that they hover,

I mean no disrespect.

It’s my right to be hellish,

I still get jealous.

Cause you’re too sexy, beautiful,

And everybody wants a taste.

That’s why (that’s why)

I still get jealous.

Cause you’re too sexy, beautiful,

And everybody wants a taste.

That’s why (that’s why)

I still get jealous.

You’re the only one invited,

I said there’s no one else for you.

Cause you know I get excited (yeah),

I turn my cheer, music up,

and I’m puffing my chest.

I’m getting ready to face you,

Can call me obsessed.

It’s not your fault that they hover,

I mean no disrespect.

It’s my right to be hellish,

I still get jealous.

Cause you’re too sexy, beautiful,

And everybody wants a taste.

That’s why (that’s why)

I still get jealous.

Cause you’re too sexy, beautiful,

And everybody wants a taste.

That’s why (that’s why)

I still get jealous.