My jealousy gets the better of me,
'Cause I want you all to myself.
I want to take up all the thoughts in your mind.
Even though I never know what you're thinking.

Immaturity is creeping up on me,
And I know it's for the worst.
I paint my face to hide,
The ugly living deep inside.

I want my love to feel free,
But the darker side is telling me the cost.
Loving someone will end up in lose.