They say jealousy is bad
But it's working out for me
I'm sick in the stomach
But foaming at the teeth
I'm desperate to be with you
But destined to be alone
Because to find my super-self
There's just no other way to go
Beauty and the beast, it feels at least
That we might not ever be
To keep you out of reach
Is to keep you stretching me
You're a dangling carrot
Whilst a song under the sea
May you always sing on
So you can echo out for me
Apr 23, 2015
Apr 23, 2015 at 9:05 AM UTC