It's hard to admit this to myself,
this sin that governs me.
It really is quite shameful,
I don't let others see.
That I am full of envy,
for what other people have.
Instead of being happy for them,
it only makes me mad!
Whenever I see a bigger house,
a newer car with lots of shine,
a green-eyed monster I become
because they're both not mine.
When someone wins the lottery,
is flush with lots of cash,
my monster rears its ugly head
and wants to kick their ass!
The anger slowly builds inside,
until I want to shout!
"Why can't I be that lucky,
just what is this all about?"
Don't get me wrong I have some things,
a house, a car, a guy.
Though Ryan Gosling he is not,
he always makes me sigh.
My house stands sturdy,
it's not so bad.
My car's a pain in the neck
but it gets me from A to B,
so not a total wreck.
But then I see the girl next door,
her mansion gleams in the sun.
Her vintage mustang (cherry red)
is perfect, always runs.
She looks just like a model,
or an actress on t.v.
My green-eyed monster knows for sure,
she doesn't look like me.
Sometimes I wonder why I fret,
why what others have I crave.
My green-eyed monster makes me feel,
disgusting and depraved.
I guess we'll live together,
in imperfect harmony
and I'll try not to envy everything I see.
My green-eyed monster won't come out,
I think it had better chill.
Don't like being a green-eyed monster
or the way it makes me feel.
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