Hit or Miss - Alexander Biggs

Spin me around

The old car park

My eyes tight shut

In a shopping cart

Take it real slow

And then fuck me up

I am overused but still

So in love

As if all we did

Was just hit or miss

Morning came slow

In a gradual twist

Put a hand on my heart

One around your wrist

I’ll never know why

I kissed your lips

I forgot your name

Why we started this

As if all we did

Was just hit or miss