Shampoo

You’re the shampoo in my eyes
You are the salt in my wounds
A necessity in life
But always in the wrong place

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You’re the thorn in my side
You ache and ache and ache
Still I can’t live without
You being near

You’re the warmth and the ice
Not knowing what to do
Should you laugh or should you cry
You lead me to the wrong place