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When you saw my state today, did you walk across the street?
We were on the side with shade, yet you stepped into the heat.
I saw you do it anyway, so are you avoiding me? 'cuz you're the first one to complain about Midwest humidity.
There's a light on in your house, but if I ask you won't come out.
I'll stand here singing from below 'til you convince me you're not home.
The last kiss you got from me landed flat upon your cheek
Uninvited, naturally, you never gave one chance to me.
And when I'd try to say such things you were never there for me.
Allow me just one chance to say I know you know just what I need.
There's a light on in your house, but when I call you turn it out.
I stand there scheming from below 'til you convince me you're not home.
When I saw your face today I started to hyperventilate.
This is a more efficient way to give you every breath I take.
And, hail to you, I dedicate everything that I create.
So who appointed you to be the domineering queen of me?