It Makes Me Ill

I was hangin' wit the fellas Saw you hanging
I was hangin' wit the fellas 
Saw you hanging wit your new boyfriend 
It made me jealous 
I was hoping I would never see you wit him 
But it's all good 'cause I'm glad I met him (heh) 
Cause now know the competition's very slim to none 
And I could tell by lookin' that he's not the one 
He's not the type you said you'd like 
His style is wack, clothes are bad 
C'mon girl, let him go, I want you back 

You told me that I.. hate her...want to... 
But I only hate on him... cause I want you... 
See I'm trippin.... feel light 
But you without me ain't right 
You could say I'm crazy...want you (that's true) 

I'm crazy about you.. 
You can say I'm breaking down inside (inside) 
'Cause I could see you wit another guy- 
It makes me ill 
To see you give 
Love and attention at his will 
You can't imagine how it makes me feel 
To see you, with him. 

Oh, it makes me ill 
To see you give 
Love and attention at his will 
You can't imagine how it makes me feel 
To see you, with him. 
Girl I know that we broke up 
But that doesn't mean you should give the cold shoulder 
Cause you know that I truly do adore ya 
And that other guy can't do nothin' for ya (uh) 
See... I can tell that you don't really love that guy 
So there's no need for you to go and waste your time 
I think you know I love you more 
Girl you gotta let him go 

I want you 
So just give him the door 
You told me that I.. hate her...want to... 
But I only hate on him... cause I want you... 
See I'm trippin.... feel light 
But you without me aint right 
You could say I'm crazy...want you (that's true) 
I'm crazy about you.. 
You can say I'm breaking down inside (inside) 
Cause I can see you wit another guy- 

It makes me ill 
To see you give 
Love and attention at his will 
You can't imagine how it makes me feel 
To see you, with him. 

Oh, it makes me ill 
To see you give 
Love and attention (love and attention) at his will 
You can't imagine (imagine) how it makes me feel 
To see you, with him. 
Oh... 
It makes me ill 
Cause she used to be my girl 
(used to be... used to be... my girl) 
(yeah...) 

Oh... 
It makes me ill 
Cause she used to be my girl (my girl) 
So baby come back to me... 
It makes me ill 
To see you give 
Love and attention at his will (at his will) 
You can't imagine how it makes me feel 
To see you (when I see you,) with him. (with him...) 

Oh, it makes me ill 
To see you give 
Love and attention at his will (at his will) 
You can't imagine how it makes me feel 
To see you, with him. 
Baby I'm jealous (It makes me ill) 
About the fella (To see you give) 
Love and attention at his will (love and attention..) Baby you can't imagine 
(You can't imagine how it makes me feel) 

To see you (see you,) with him (with him...) 
oh oh oh oh oh 
oh oh oh oh oh 
oh oh oh oh oh 
Boy well now you goin' done it again! 
Message... oh! haha-- it's crazy... ahh!