Texty: The Waifs. The Waifs. Jealousy.

Now's the time you're leaving you got to do what you got to do
When you come in from the cold I'll still be warm for you

And I won't be bending backwards like you never done for me

When you look at what's left inside

You've only got your jealousy




It's wearing me thin, all this trying to please

I'm looking within and I can see for miles

And I'm trying to grin as I'm trying to please



I keep looking within, you know I can still see for miles


If you go and play your games of jealousy

Like a player in a show you never gonna wait around for what remains
I don't want to deal with that again



It's your jealousy baby
You got to lose it