Chappell Roan - Picture You

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