"Jealous Love" lyrics

"Jealous Love"

I don't want no jealous love
Honey I've had enough of it
All my life, bringing me down
I don't want no heartless ruck
Honey, getting stuck
Having so many words
But nothing left to sing

I want it better than I've ever had
I want it better then
So give me the good times
Give me the bad
I want it better than I've ever had

I don't want to be a crutch
Honey, you take too much
From me, or you for me
I will never be your shining knight
Honey, your Mr Right
But I would do all I can to be your man

I want it better than I've ever had
I want it better then
So give me the good times
Give me the bad
I want it better than I've ever had

Don't want your sympathy
Just want your honesty
Will you honestly want me?
I'll call you every night
I will try to find a little more good in me
To give to you

I want it better than I've ever had
I want it better then
So give me the good times
Give me the bad
I want it better than I've ever had


Writer(s): Noah Gundersen
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