One, Two,
**** in the shoe
Makes walking
Hellishly uncomfortable

Three, Four,
You'll find me a bore
If you spend enough time
With me, unfathomable

Five, Six,
You make me sick
And I know that we
Won't be the same

Seven, Eight
Tell it to me straight
Because, frankly
I've already lost you

Nine, Ten
Said again
Missing you
Is the last thing
on my mind