Ciúme Louco

Hold back the anger and see if you stop shouting
Everyone is looking at us strangely
Drink your drink, give me back my phone
We'll talk later

Every time you suspect me
You lose me a little
You lose me a little

Your imagination is good and your jealousy is crazy
And this combo is dangerous

Any time we fight and I get into your game
Then we break up and satisfy your desire
Then I'll get mad, go crazy in this world
And kiss the one you call a slut