You've Got A Little Bit Of Jealousy On Your Lip There

If amber is the color of your energy,
Then what would be the color of your jealousy?
Would it blind like your mind and the way that you think?
Or would it be a subtle color, but made of strong ink.

A color so greedy it surpasses needy,
And narrows your eyes, both pupils now beady.
Don’t tell me the things your lips never say,
I’m done reading minds, just not how I play.

You want to start over but there’s rust on your motor,
Crumbling your engine and causing disorder.
You think that restarting would help you to see,
But the amber you feel is rusty energy.