I wanna tell you everything ('Thing)
Everything that's on my mind
And I don't want any other guys
Takin' my place, girl, I got too much pride
I know I may be wrong
But I don't wanna be right
'Cause your lips were made for mine
And my heart would go flatline
If it wasn't beatin' for you all the time, uh
So if I get jealous, I can't help it
I want every bit of you, I guess I'm selfish
It's bad for my mental, but I can't fight it, when
You're out lookin' like you do, but you can't hide it, no
Put you in a frame, ooh, baby, who could blame you?