Lyrics
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 a genderless body onto the girl
Who loves you for what you were
What about me?
Well, I'll be seeing little, I'll be seeing
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
And I'm wasted, the warmer must being sad about you
Beneath you doesen't get to choose