First - Carly Rose

Scents and sounds and places take me back to your arms

Haunted by familiar faces I grew up on

Saw you for the first time since I can’t remember when

I felt alive for the first time since I can’t remember when

But it won’t last

We both know that

As Amy said, «Soon you’ll be back to her

And I’ll be back to you know where»

First, first

You really are the fucking worst

First, hurt

So good 'cause I loved you first, yeah

First, first

You really are the fucking worst

Yeah, first, hurt

So good 'cause I loved you first

Guess you could say my drug of choic is called nostalgia

Always going back for more, supply is endlss

Rosy-colored glasses on the dash

Glass is spilling over with the past

Getting too dependent

But it can’t last

We both know that

As Amy said, «Soon you’ll be back to her

And I’ll be back to you know where»

First, first

You really are the fucking worst

First, hurt

So good 'cause I loved you first, yeah

First, first

You really are the fucking worst

Yeah, first, hurt

So good 'cause I loved you

First, first

You really are the fucking worst

First, hurt

So good 'cause I loved you first, yeah

First, first

You really are the fucking worst

Yeah, first, hurt

So good 'cause I love you

So good 'cause I loved you

So good 'cause I loved you

First, first

You really are the fucking worst

First, hurt

So good 'cause I loved you first, yeah

First, first

You really are the fucking worst

Yeah, first, hurt

So good 'cause I loved you first