To know I’ve left you far behind?
Though I can't seem to cure my brain
Of you, your touch, and all that came
Along with the season’s decline.
Oh first love, how my dreams were slain!
Tell me, am I still your propane?
Do I consume your liquored mind?
Have you forgotten me in vain?
Your voice, your hands, drive me insane.
Oh first love your lies are too kind,
it’s your gospel I can't refrain.
Leave me in bitter truth’s domain.
To law, I am no longer blind.
In shadows, I cannot remain.
This masquerade I can’t sustain
as long I see bodies entwined.
First love, I need to cut this chain.
Oh first love, it’s too fast a train.