He's got a million-dollar car
He's got a thirty-seven-year-old guitar
He's got a family who deals heroin
You're on the edge of your chair and you feel it
He's looking at you, he's laughing at you, it's happening

I can't, I can't believe it, but it's there on the pages I'm reading
It's all I can do to conceal my feelings of jealousy
Jealousy

I know it's just a drawer of photographs
They're ex-girlfriends, I try to remember that
I don't wanna look, but I'm already hooked on jealousy
Jealousy

I can't believe you had a life before me
I can't believe they let you run around free
Just putting your body wherever it seemed like a good idea
What a good idea

Standing on the corner watching the ladies pass by
Imagining me behind your eyes
And what did I see?
I saw hips, I saw thighs
I saw secret positions that we never try
I saw jealousy
I saw jealousy

I can't, I can't believe it
But it's here in this place and I see it
It's all I can do to conceal my feelings of jealousy
Jealousy

Standing on the mud flats watching the salmon fly
Wonder if I'll ever bury the hatchet inside
Imagining me behind your eyes
And what did I see?
I saw hips, I saw thighs
I saw secret positions that we never try
I saw jealousy
I saw jealousy

I can't believe you had a life before me
I can't believe they let you run around free
Just putting your body wherever it seemed like a good idea
What a good idea


Written by Liz Phair
Published by Sony/ATV Tunes LLC and Civil War Days Music (ASCAP)