• I have the feeling, butterflies
    it makes me empty ,I cry, I cry
    i hate it though, the feeling wrong
    but im suprised its not a glory song

    because i see you every day,
    flirting with her in some way
    you know it hurts me ,i see you laugh
    but one day you will feel my rath

    you control me like a wooden doll,
    you crushed my spirit, you have my soul
    just because one day, i saw you
    but im not weak, i just fool you

    so i apply the make up ,put on the dress,
    just to watch you in distress,
    when you glance at me you'll see,
    something worth your jelousy.