Drowning in a sea of jealousy, I felt my insides swell as if my chest was about to explode. I thought it would be just the two of us. You knew better that two’s a company and three is definitely disappointing. As soon as I had enough, I found myself walking out the door singing:
Is this more than you bargained for yet?
Oh, don’t mind me
I’m watching you two from the closet
Wishing to be the friction in your jeans
Isn’t it messed up
How I’m just dying to be him?
I’m just a notch in your bedpost
But you’re just a line in a song
(Notch in your bedpost
But you’re just a line in a song)