Draw the blinds, light every candle Slip off my pretty dress down my chest when I think of you Every night, both lips on the mirror It's ritualistic, counting lipstick stains where you should be Oh, I need you around I'm getting close now Do you picture me like I picture you?

Am I in the frame from your point of view? Do you feel the same? I'm too scared to say Half of the things I do when I picture you So tell me now (tell me now) All your perversions Am I doing research in a mini skirt At the library in your hometown?