Grin and Bear It

Hate is such a harsh word,
strongly against isn't what I'm trying
to say,
oh damn, my love,
how do I put this?
Your ex is gonna
get in my way,
and I don't like it,
but I'll grin and bear it,
she's still your friend,
so I guess there's nothing
more I can say.

But she's your ex,
and she's jealous of me,
I have to admit now
that I don't wanna lose you.
But she's your ex,
and you still care for her,
I know this may seem
outta' the blue. . .
But you're my world,
and I don't want to be jealous. . .
But you're my beau,
and I'm scared of dropping
again.
I need to know that
you're 100 percent,
but only time shall tell.

I've got nothing against her,
she's a sweet, pretty girl,
but is she a threat?
Because I'm catching
the drift
that she doesn't like me,
and it's making me
a nervous wreck.

Ex-girlfriend drama
is not my forte,
so let's get one thing straight. . .
I'm not gonna play games,
so if that's what she's
got in mind,
then she can sure as hell know this:

I don't like to share,
I'm not riding the
petty relationship train,
I'm loving him,
I'm loving the bliss,
and if she dare try
anything,
she'll be on my list.