Do you full screen your p**n?
Do you think about me as you watch her crawl across the floor?
And in romantic comedies do you project a genderless body onto the girl who loves you for what you were?
What about me?
Will I be seen?
Will I be seen?
If I was something else
Would you let me feel the weight of this poise?
I'll grip my hands to my head just to see how far this goes
And I loved you more than I wanted to
But she says that we just don't get to choose
No, we don't get to choose
Wasted the warmer months being sad about you
But nature doesn't get to choose