Jealousy she says always taunts me
I simply ask her, "whats wrong with that baby?"
She simply stays numb and still waits for my answer
This is exactly the point when I see all blur
Of course I am jealous
The point of me not being so is simply baseless
She waited for more with her eye rather coy less

I'm jealous of all the men she has been with
I am jealous of all the men she is surrounded with
"Why?" she asks me,"for you are my love"
God almighty, this is where I look for some help from above
Fear it seems takes over my answers
Fuck, I guess this is gonna take more than a few hours

Honesty is something I'm afraid of now
It's time for the naked truth to come out and take a bow

I'm jealous of all the men who get to see her everyday
I'm jealous of all the days she gives them without delay
For me it's two, for them it's five
They get to talk to her so much that their words could land up in an archive

But above all my jealousy, I miss her so much
Want to feel her hair or even her soft touch
I miss all the nights I would spend holding her
Then her alarm would go off, prompting her to go home, fucking life's a bitch, a fucking blunder
Obsessive some may call me
But what's love without some obsession

Would she talk to me now
Or would it still be a ciao