Nows the time your leaving you got to do what you got to do
When you come in from the cold I will still be warm for you
But I would not be bending backwards like you never to done for me
Take a look of whats left in side
You have Only Got Your
JealousyIt is wearing me thin, all this trying to please
I am looking within & i can see for miles
And I am trying to grin as I am trying to please
I keep looking within & i can see for miles
Like a player in a show you never stay for what remains
If you go & play your games of jealousy
I do not wanna deal with it again
You got to lose it
Waifs, The Ringtones