I see you hand in hand with my worst enemy
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I can't show the anger that I feel or the jealousy
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About all I can do is watch
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And wish that he hadn't caught
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What I had my hands almost on
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But now I'm so far gone
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Envy I feel, envy I feel, envy I feel
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I could end things really quick
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With a bullet right to his head
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But she was the one who left me
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So I should get you both instead
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But would I really be glad
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To know I gave her the sack
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And be in prison for life
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Over foolish spite
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Envy I feel, envy I feel, envy I feel no
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Envy I feel, envy I feel, envy I feel
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It's a waste-envy I feel
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To live with such haste-envy I feel
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For just a pretty face-envy I feel no more
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Envy
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