Scents and sounds and places take me back to your arms
Hunted 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, her
So good 'cause I loved you first, yeah
First, first
You really are the fucking worst
Yeah, first, her
So good 'cause I lovеd you first

Guess you could say my drug of choice is called nostalgia
Always going back for morе, supply is endless
Rosy-colored glasses on the dash
Grass is spilling over with the past
Get into the

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, her
So good 'cause I loved you first, yeah
First, first
You really are the fucking worst
Yeah, first, her
So good 'cause I loved you

First, first
You really are the fucking worst
First, her
So good 'cause I loved you first, yeah
First, first
You really are the fucking worst
Yeah, first, her
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, her
So good 'cause I loved you first, yeah
First, first
You really are the fucking worst
Yeah, first, her
So good 'cause I loved you first