But a little of you,
but a little of you,
a little of you that does colour my view,
but a little of you,
for most of you I like but there is that vicious streak in you,
a vicious streak,
and I do not like to see it in you,
the jealous you,
the jealous you that flares up,
more often than it should do,
and what am I do,
because I love you,
because I love you, but it is painful to view,
when you rant and you rage,
and you complain,
and you berate me,
and you jump to conclusions,
and you think I am doing something wrong,
but it is not me,
and you do not like it one bit,
when I point it out to you,
and you fly off the handle you really do,
and my mental health suffers,
and it is but a little of you,
a little of you that does colour my view,
but yes,
I still love you,
I still love you.
