perhaps i'm some ****** girlfriend
but i just like to protect what's mine
i'm not possessive
i'm territorial
and he's mine
you better be careful around me
try to talk to my man in some flirty way
then i promise you you'll never want to talk to anyone again
i seem so sweet and innocent
but you've probably never met someone as crazy as me

Why should i be
You're not even mine.
Or are we just waiting
for that moment in time?
The jealousy kicks in
when you're with others
When you're around him.
i feel the rage begin.
one moment he passes
He sways you away
My oxygen in this toxic atmosphere
I die
Bombarding you with his sweet strong words,
I cannot help but break inside
this is a curse
Let me tell you this,
I may not be as poetic as he is
In his vocabulary
I cannot compete.
Im desperately trying
To find the right words, words that fit.
I hope you can see, my queen, my elite.
i dont want to lose you
Im afraid i might lose you
My territorial side weakens
What am i compared to him?
I'm just a hopeless romantic.
Sometimes i wonder
The cause of all this
Is that im falling for the most unexpected; the most dangerous love
And the worst part is
i cannot stop.