So this is odd

painful realization, that all has gone wrong

and nobody cares at all(x2)

so you buried all your lovers clothes

and burned the letters lover wrote

but it doesnt make it any better, does it make it any better?

and the plaster dented from your fist

in the hall where you had your first kiss

reminds you that the memories will fade



So this is strange

our side-stepping has come to be a brilliant dance

where nobody leads at all(x2)

and the picture frames are facing down

and the ringing from this empty sound

is defening and keeping you from sleep

and breathing is a foreign task

and thinkings just to much to ask

and your measuring your minutes

by a clock thats blinking eight



Well this is incredible starving insatiable

yes this is love for the first time

and you'd like to think that you were invinsable

yeah well weren't we all once

before we felt lost for the first time

well this is the last time, this is the last time

this is the last time