Orla Gartland - Jealous

^EYou locked me up and o^Cut of sight ^EA daughter lost there's a^Clways a t^Awist in a fairy tale ^CI was never yo^Eung ^EYou cast your gaze ^Cupon my skin ^EYour blood red lips are m^Cuttering y^Aou don't deserve my crown ^CI'm the lucky ^Eone

I don't wa^Ant th^Eis Oh I wish ^AI could've let ^Ego I couldn't ^Asee i^Et Well truly b^Ceauty was o^Aur foe We le^Cft em al^Eone to the bit^Aterness h^Ce will c^Eling Grac^Cing the th^Erone an etern^Aally agi^Cng ki^Eng

^EAnd in my rage I dro^Cve you out ^EBut in the fray I ^Csaw that my c^Aolors were clearly shown ^CI was in the wr^Eong

^EBut now we're lying si^Cde by side ^EWe reached the tombs en^Cduring a fi^Aght with the highest stake ^CWho could ever w^Ein

^AI don't want t^Ehis Oh I wish ^CI could'^Ave let g^Eo ^AI couldn't see ^Eit Well truly bea^Cuty was ou^Ar foe We lef^Ct em alo^Ene to the ^Abitterness h^Ce will c^Eling Gra^Ccing the thr^Eone an et^Aernally ag^Cing k^Eing

^AFor jealousy begot a victim ^{E A}When he fought with no resistance^{E A}A sullen mind starved of wisdom^{E A}A fire burned into our sys^Ctem ^A

^AI don't want t^Ehis Oh I wish ^CI co^Auld've l^Eet go ^AI couldn't see ^Eit Well truly bea^Cuty was ou^Ar foe We lef^Ct em alo^Ene to the ^Abitterness h^Ce will c^Eling Gra^Ccing the thr^Eone an et^Aernally ag^Cing k^Eing ^CGracing the ^Ethrone an^A eternally^C agin^Eg king