I want to flip out in anger.
I want kiss every part of your body.

The rush of rage filling me to completion.
The rush I get from seeing you.

The way you're out with other guys around your friends torments me.
The way you are around my friends, im at home.

I scream and shake with jealousy

My life is like the negatives in a photo reel.
Black and white, and barely seen.