Do you full screen your porn?
Do you think about me
As you watch her crawl across the floor?
Oh, oh, oh
And in romantic comedies
Do you project my genderless body
Onto the girl who loves you
For what you were?
What about me?
Will I be seen?
If I was something else would You let me feel the weight of this pose
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
And I wasted the warmer months
Feeling sad about you
But nature doesn’t get to choose