Possessive
I might not show it to you
But it makes me mad
When you start talking
To anyone other than me
Might not let you know
But it winds me up bad
And you won't ever get
How much it enrages me
I think I'm a little bit possessive
When it comes to you
And I think I can't just control it
When it comes to you
Want you to stay focused
Only on me, nobody else
Want you to keep your eyes
Only on me, nobody else
Call me jealous if that's
What you think of me
It's not like it matters
That's how I'll always be
I think I'm a little bit possessive
When it comes to you
And I think I can't just control it
When it comes to you
I'm possessive, hella possessive
Crazy about you and a bit obsessive
I'm possessive, hella possessive
Nothing can make me recessive
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