He was mine from the beginning.
He was mine! You knew it!
The only problem is he likes you better than me.
Jealousy will kill me, I'm such an ego.
Why can't I just let the two of you live happily ever after and be
happy for you?

I don't want to take him from you, but why does he have to be
crazy for you, like the rest of them?
All eyes are on you, no eyes on me, and why shouldn't they like you?
You are pretty and funny, and nice to almost everyone.
You were always nice to me, so why should I be angry with you?

I know I never tried to get him, but I'm the one who loved him first.
He seemed to like me, but, of course, that's before he met you.
And he has never looked at me the way he looked at you.
As soon as I saw it, I gave him up.
I knew that I haven't got a chance.
Why did I let the two of you meet?

"If you like him, I won't take him."
Where was the truth in those words?

And after you'd met him: "Boy, he was cute! When can we meet him
again?"

"We?!"

Do you expect me to one more time watch the two of you together
letting no-one else in?
Do you expect me to say
"Sure! I like being left alone! When are
we meeting him?"

He calls you a million times a day, saying cute things like "I
love you forever."

When will I meet a guy like that?

Well, I won't.

'Cause who likes a jealous girl?