Skin-tight

Pun intended I guess?

This jealousy has got the best of me,
these bitter thoughts that I can't stop.
These problems that no one else can see,
broken promises like regrets that I could never drop.
Worlds launched like rockets across history's books,
enemy lines closer than I could bear to look.

You expect me to apologize for the lack of disquise in my eyes,
and i'm sorry that I never could bring myself to lie.
I realize it is no use to sit here and wonder why,
because there is no use relying on a false sense of time.
I'm sorry that you never got to see,
just what I thought was potentially the best in me.

So, i'd like if you could stop stealing my words,
and tricking my friends into thinking you're tight,
because to be honest you are wrecking my dreams,
and that is nothing close to alright.
You know, I can see the way you always stare,
and I know that you also know that you could never compare.
Taking my place, that is something that you may do,
because now that i'm bigger than I was you're nothing but my skin being reused.