The little green monster does not hide under your bed
Its in your heart
And in your head
It makes aggression inside run wild
The least it affects is the humble child
When you obtain this contagious disease
It seems the only thing to appease
This little green demon you have inside
That makes you want to run and hide
Is to destroy all others
And make them feel
Just like you and make them deal
with this, the little green monster
The king of destruction
The breaker of hearts
The lord of disfunction
All of the names of this mysterious thing
Which is really just jealousy
But trust me, It stings.