Lyrics Jealous Type - 1984

Jealous Type

How is it you can make me mad like that?
One week you’re alle mine, the other you decline
Every single try
To show you i’m yours
And my body and my heart
They’re unsteady of course
Oh, i’ve never been the jealous type and here i
Turn into the worst possessive man
Searching for the clue, the clue you’re not true
No grip where i could attach my love
Volatile and i lose my mind trying to catch
Your affection
Too many words
I can’t breathe from thinking so much
You’re the master to make me feel i’m nothing at all
Oh, i’ve never been the jealous type and here i
Turn into the worst possessive man
Searching for the clue, the clue you’re not true
Oh, i’ve never been the jealous type and here i
Turn into the worst possessive man
Searching for the clue, the clue you’re not true