Is she the queen of your heart?
The one that won't ever thorn you apart?
Is she the angel of your dreams?
The one that holds your thoughts?
Is she more beautiful than me?
Can she kiss you better than me?
Can she touch you like I do?
Can she turn you on only with one look?
Well, I am sure that:
She isn't the queen of your heart.
The queen of your heart is still me.
But, she won't thorn you apart.
Like I did.
She can't be the angel of your dreams.
Because I know you still dream of me.
She can't be holding your thoughts,
Because when you see her, you picture me in them.
She might be more beautiful than me,
but she will never kiss you better than me.
She must be trying to touch like I do,
because by imitating me she got beside you.
She can't turn you on only with one look,
because I still do it whenever I look into your eyes.
But, she is smarter than me because:
She took you away from me in front of my face.
But, I was too blind to see that.
She made you stay with her,
and in front of me be kissing her.
She made me feel jelaous at her,
and even tough I'm better than her,
I will always feel jelaous at her,
Because SHE will stay with you, forever.
SHE...not me.
