Salt Depot

It takes a big man to admit that he's jealous

When the tempo's too fast to be taken that serious

And I could tell that you left by the look in his red face

Before he said a thing I held I all down, yes I held I all

Didn't you know that I'm the one

Couldn't you guess that the image degrades with every copy you make

Now my brand-new job is turning me into the devil

I sacrifice time always spent without you

Twist it up to an C, down to a B, B for bothersome

Twist it up to an A, down to a J for me and jealousy