He's got a million dollar car He's got a thirty-seven year old guitar He's got a family who deals heroin You're on the edge of your chair He's looking at you, he's laughing at you
I can't, I can't believe it But it's here on the pages I'm reading It's all I can do to conceal my feelings of jealousy
I know it's just a drawer of photographs They're ex-girlfriends, I try to remember that I don't wanna look, but I'm already hooked on jealousy
I can't believe you had a life before me I can't believe they let you run around free Just putting your body wherever it seemed like a good idea
Standing on the corner watching the ladies pass by Imagining me behind your eyes I saw secret positions that we never try
I can't, I can't believe it But it's here in this place and I see it It's all I can do to conceal my feelings of jealousy
Standing on the mudflats watching the salmon fly Wonder if I'll ever bury the hatchet inside Imagining me behind your eyes I saw secret positions that we never try
I can't believe you had a life before me I can't believe they let you run around free Just putting your body wherever it seemed like a good idea