| Wake up in my own bed and
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| There’s no one there to take up any space
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| I’m never getting sick of it
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| Have my breakfast on the floor and
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| Leave some breadcrumbs I ignore without complaints
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| There’s no one there to pick on me
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| But sometimes when I go to sleep
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| And all I have is me
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| I would like to share my sheets
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| With somebody
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| Of course I’m getting jealous of my friends
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| They say how much they really love to be in a relationship
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| And never have been happier than this
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| I gotta admit, a part of me is missing it
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| I’m so good at being alone
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| That I almost don’t remember how it felt
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| The time I was in love with love
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| I’m so comfy in my role
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| Of having power and control of how things end
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| And that way I’m not getting dumb
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| But sometimes when my thoughts runs deep
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| And all I have is me
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| I would like to share my feels
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| With somebody
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| Of course I’m getting jealous of my friends
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| They say how much they really love to be in a relationship
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| And never have been happier than this
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| I gotta admit, a part of me is missing it
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| Of course I’m getting jealous of my friends
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| They post a lot of photos from their couples only dinner
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| While I’m by myself and eating in my sweats
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| I gotta admit, a part of me is missing it
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| I’m starting to get tired of myself
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| Just like romantic movies I would like a happy ending
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| It’s time for me to let somebody in
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| So don’t you break my heart
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| Of course I’m getting jealous of my friends
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| They say how much they really love to be in a relationship
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| And never have been happier than this
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| I gotta admit, a part of me is missing it
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| (Oh, I’m so jealous, so fucking, fucking jealous of my friends)
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| Of course I’m getting jealous of my friends
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| They post a lot of photos from their couples only dinner
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| While I’m by myself and eating in my sweats
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| I gotta admit, a part of me is missing it |