'N Sync: It makes me ill

Justin:I was hanging with the fellasSaw you with your new boyfriend, it made me jealousI was hoping that I'd never see you with himBut it's all good, 'cause I'm glad that I met himHeh'Cause now I know the competition's very slim to noneAnd I can tell by looking that he's not the oneHe's not the type you said you likedHis style is wack, clothes are badCome on, girl, let him goI want you backJC:Call me a hater, if you want toBut I only hate on him 'cause I want youSay I'm trippin' if you feel likeBut you without me ain't rightYou can say I'm crazy, if you want toThat's true-- I'm crazy 'bout youYou could say I'm breakin' down inside'Cause I can't see you with another guyChorus:It makes me illTo see you giveLove and attention at his willAnd you can't imagine how it makes me feelTo see you with himOh, it makes me illTo see you giveLove and attention at his willAnd you can't imagine how it makes me feelTo see you with himJC:Girl I know that we broke upBut that doesn't mean you should give the cold shoulder'Cause you know that I truly do adore yaAnd that other guy can't do nothin' for yaUhSeeI can tell that you don't really love that guyBut there's no need for you to go and waste your timeI think you know I love ya moreGirl you gotta let him goI want you so just give him the doorJustin:Call me a hater, if you want toBut I only hate on him 'cause I want youYou can say I'm trippin' if you feel likeBut you without me ain't rightYou can say I'm crazy, if you want toThat's true-- I'm crazy 'bout youYou could say I'm breakin' down inside'Cause I can't see you with another guyIt makes me illTo see you giveLove and attention at his willAnd you can't imagine how it makes me feelTo see you with himOh, it makes me illTo see you giveLove and attention at his willAnd you can't imagine how it makes me feelTo see you with himOhhhhhhhhIt makes me ill cause you used to be my girlUsed to be (my girl) Used to be my girl yeahhhIt makes me ill (oooo) cause you used to be my girl (c'mon)My girl So baby come back to me (baaaaaby)It makes me illTo see you giveLove and attention at his will (at his willll)And you can't imagine how it makes me feelTo see you with him (when I see you with him)Oh, it makes me ill (baby I'm jealous)To see you giveLove and attention at his will (at his will)And you can't imagine how it makes me feelTo see you with him Oh it makes me illTo see you giveLove and attention at his will And you can't imagine how it makes me feel To see you with him (you can't imagine how it makes me feel)Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh ohOh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh ohOh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh ohOh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh ohJustin (screaming): What? We done and done it again! Messaaaaageohhhh! (laughter of the guys) aha oh