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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? 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 Being sad about you But nature doesn't get to choose