"While he's having a smoke
And she's taking a drag
Now they're going to bed
And my stomach is sick
And it's all in my head
But she's touching his-chest
Now, he takes off her dress
Now, letting me go

And I just can't look its killing me
And taking control
Jealousy, turning saints into the sea
Swimming through sick lullabies
Choking on your alibis
But it's just the price I pay
Destiny is calling me
Open up my eager eyes
'Cause I'm Mr Brightside"

Sometimes I think there are two persons inside me. mr Brightside is made up of 2 conflicting entities. One of them is full of heart and wants to care, while the other one is a green-eyed monster, capable of doses of sarcasm. And while i can hold back and keep away the latter most of the time, there are rare instances when he slips out and before I can regret, the damage has been done.