• Jealousy is an ugly thing,
    So petty, and so vile,
    It will consume you if you let it,
    I marvel at those who feel it,
    Letting it feed from their very soul.

    Could it be that you are jealous,
    That what we had was strong,
    Feeling the sting once again,
    As your love is left to burn,
    I know the secrets that your lies tell.

    Meddling in affairs which are not your own,
    Trying to stave off that feeling,
    To crawl away from it,
    In desperation, seeking fault,
    When everything is crystal perfect.

    Could it be that you wish it was you,
    Being in the spotlight all this time,
    Wanting nothing but the best for yourself,
    Regardless of what it does to others,
    And doing it all in the name of friendship.

    Hiding beneath the guise of wanting to help others,
    When really all you want to do,
    Is ******** life up for all of us,
    The sick and twisted way you see things,
    It makes me sick, just like your face.

    Could it be that you don't feel loved,
    So you try to cheapen the love of others,
    Trying to make others feel the pain too,
    When your life is the one in jeopardy,
    And you pretend that you care about us.

    I'm always so nice to everyone,
    Little miss can't-help-herself,
    But not anymore, from this day on,
    I am the dark one who will make you pay,
    It isn't my fault, it was you who did this to me.

    Could it be that you are not so nice,
    You put on a fake smile, and play pretend,
    When really you want things to be ******** up,
    Just like you are, in your mind,
    Trying to control what people do is awful.

    You are done, and this over, you think you've won,
    But deep down I will always have the last damn laugh,
    The funny thing is you will read this,
    And never guess that it could be about you,
    You don't know that I know what you really did.

    All in all, you're just another jealous fool,
    Trying to take my place like the rest,
    But you could never do what I do,
    Your jealousy of others is what gets in the way,
    I hope you see the light someday.

    No I don't, that was a lie,
    I know you know it was,
    I want you to be surrounded in darkness,
    The same as the way that you made me,
    I hate you, and I always will.