You’re an earworm,
an oven burn
and I just don’t get you.
You’re a mid-back tickle,
a mouthful of pickle
and I just don’t get you.
A stone in my shoe,
an eye full of glue
and I just don’t get you.
A mountain to climb,
a song that can’t rhyme
and I just don’t get you.
You’re a pocketful of sand
and a selfie in my hand
and I just don’t get you.
You’re a Poundland spanner,
you’re a night in the slammer
and I just don’t get you.
You’re a punch in the face,
you’re my fall from grace
and I just don’t get you.
You’re the sun in my eyes,
broken veins on my thighs
and I just can’t forget you.