Spit Me Out

From the floor you could see two pairs of Converse Walking the street to street I look down, look at my feet, two feet They're worn out, white tip on beat to beat But there's hope in them There's nothing in my way You're sat where you were sat yesterday As I pretend to know what to say Saw you picking at your jumper's sleeve At your jumper's sleeve If you're not ready Put the hair clips down If you're not ready Go and spit me out Spit me out Sweet as the smell of June Your perfume, outside the toilet cubicle This bench wasn't built for two But it's good enough Feeling a hand astray You push & pull me another way Your hair pulled up in a ponytail Always chewing at your chewing gum At your chewing gum From the floor you could see two pairs of converse If you're not ready Put the hair clips down If you're not ready Go and spit me out Spit me out If you're not ready Put the hair clips down If you're not ready Go and spit me out Spit me out Don't don't don't don't Go go go go Go chewing me up Don't don't don't don't Go go go go Go chewing me up Don't don't don't don't Go go go go Go chewing me up Oh no If you're not ready Put the hair clips down If you're not ready Go and spit me out Spit me out Spit me out Spit me out Spit me out Spit me out Spit me out Spit me out Spit me out Spit me out