First and Sour, by Cutie In A Death Cab Subscribe to rss feed for Cutie In A Death Cab

For the first time, I'm so in-love
It felt like something great
But suddenly I don't feel you here
Have I confessed too late?

I think you lied
to me, to your heart
Now I'm denied
Real love, your heart

It hurts, I want to die
It hurts, I want to cry
And bursting at the seams
I release silent screams

You may have been the first
But you left a sour taste
It remains inside my heart
And breaks me down in haste
Posted: 2005-01-20 22:40:51 UTC

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