Ully

He won't stay up late, says love barely exists, lets me get my skates, the earth he explains, acts like it has a stitch, I’m not afraid, someone asks for small change, pavement tunes play this, it'd be a cheek to say, go spin your plates, do you want me in bits, crying by the door again, seeing his place, it’s as if a launderette, tumbles around with my fate, his little smile migrates, am I with another misfit, who's never seen a wage, such time of little grace, when you figure it, is it me who makes chase, something missing ?