The Fangs of Jealousy

The fangs of jealousy just walked in, trouble of a sort, you can't win. Trying to explain the situation at hand, why do you think I want your man. The way I see it; is, if it's real, no one can touch it, no one can steal. Don't come accusing, if you don't know, my time is valuable, you need to go. Maybe it's him you need to question tonight, I wouldn't bother, he's not very bright. So take your self, and turn around, do yourself a favor, find yourself a truthful man.