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 and then

You feel it

He's looking at you

He's laughing at you

It's happening.

I can't, I can't believe it.

But it's there 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 ... jealousy ...

I can't believe you had a life before me

I can't believe they let you run around free

Putting your body wherever it seemed like a good idea

What a good idea:

Standing

On the corner

Watching

The ladies

Pass by

Imagining me behind your eyes

And then what did I see? I saw hips, I saw thighs

I saw secret positions that we never try

I saw jealousy

I saw jealousy

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 mud flats

Watching

The salmon fly

Wonder if I'll ever bury the hatchet inside

Imagine me behind your eyes, and what did I see

I saw hips, I saw thighs

I saw secret positions that we never try

I saw jealousy