We All Get It, So Don't Worry

We all get it, so don't worry:
that ounce of time given over to mystery
when you look into a singer's eyes,
and you know they can't see you for the stage lights above them
and you know you're not special enough to be in their contact list
and you know that the song they're singing about their ex-boyfriend is for them and not you
but for that little bit of time,
that line and chorus refrain,
you've found your white wedding dress, black suit and brown brogues:
your rogue to run the streets with.