March Of The Saint Lyrics - 1984

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I see you hand in hand with my worst enemy
I can't show the anger that i feel or the jealousy

About all i can do is watch
And wish that he hadn't caught
What i had my hands almost on
But now i'm so far gone

Envy i feel, envy i feel, envy i feel

I could end things really quick
With a bullet right to his head
But she was the one who left me
So i should get you both instead

But would i really be glad
To know i gave her the sack
And be in prison for life
Over foolish spite
Envy i feel, envy i feel, envy i feel no
Envy i feel, envy i feel, envy i feel

It's a waste-envy i feel
To live with such haste-envy i feel
For just a pretty face-envy i feel no more