Picture You

Draw the blinds, light every candle
Slip off my pretty dress down my chest while I think of you
Every night, both lips on the mirror
It’s ritualistic, counting lipstick stains where you should be
And 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
Tell me now
All your perversions
Am I doing research in a mini skirt
At the library in your hometown?
And 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
When I picture you
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
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