Jealous

I know that smile, the one that used to be mine I know those eyes, the look you gave me the first time I know that tone, the change on your reply You got me watching from the side Now it ain't me you call out for a cigarette No, it ain't me who's breaking down your hard defense It ain't me you touching every chance you get So before you take him home I confess to you alone Oh, I'm jealous, you know When it comes to you I'll freaking be your friend But you're making calls to him Oh, I'm jealous, you know When it comes to you I'll freaking be your friend But you're making calls to him I'm jealous, you know You're making calls to him Oh, I'm jealous, you know I'll freaking be your friend But you're making calls to him