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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 choicе is called nostalgia Always going back for more, supply is endlеss Rosy-coloured 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