Ice Cream and Sunscreen

The autumn forecast's looking dismal again

This year, I'll spend November in the house

August sort of stifled your potential, didn't it?

It's coyness, boy, that caught you out

I know you wish for fireworks to light your July sky

I was the dampest box of matches you could ever hope to find

I'm sorry, what?

I hear you, yeah

I was watching the skin peeling off your sunburnt shoulders

I know, I know you only melt in the middle like ice cream and sunscreen

Blisters in the pit of my heart, blisters in the pit of my heart

Our birthdays came and went unnoticed, again

You said you knew my star sign from the start

That late September sunshine leaves me pining for June

December boy, you got it wrong

I know you wish for fireworks to light your July sky

I was the dampest box of matches you could ever hope to find

I hear you, yeah

I was watching the skin peeling off your sunburnt shoulders

I know, I know you only melt in the middle like ice cream and sunscreen

Blisters in the pit of my...

I hear you, yeah

I was watching the skin peeling off your sunburnt shoulders

I know, I know you only melt in the middle like ice cream and sunscreen

Blisters in the pit of my heart

My heart, my heart