She's jealous of me
No, not jealous
I sound condescending
Let me try again
She meant it as an insult
Fully knowing how it sounded
Like a sick compliment
But she meant it of course
And still it stung
She works tirelessly
Oh, how could I forget
I try, sure, she says
At the last minute
So yes, I'd say she's jealous
Though I'd never really mean it