First to Leave

Do you remember back in high school, a brief homecoming of age We'd keep secrets in the letters of a ripped out Bible page Sneak a smoke around the corner, they'd search yeah we would hide Our love back then was more alive Short skirts were the fashion, your daddy did not approve Yet he'd always try to cash in on a hand he was bound to lose Even though it was a struggle, for a young love to survive Babe, our spark back then was more alive I was just a boy, you were barely 17 They called it puppy love Yeah we made love yeah we made love a teenage dream and I Told you once before when we were young and so naive That I'd never ever be the first to leave Yeah I remember when you got in, the letter came in the mail It was just around the time when your daddy's house was put on sale You moved into my apartment, number 5 on the ground floor Oh babe you loved me then, just a little bit more You were unemployed, yeah I was were barely 23 I was busking to survive outside your university and I Told you once before when we had so much to achieve That I'd never ever be the first to leave No I'd never ever be the first to leave Yeah I remember back in high school, a brief homecoming of age We'd keep secrets in the letters of a ripped out Bible page That will never change I was just a boy, you were barely 17 They called it puppy love, yeah we made love a teenage dream and I Told you once before, the day I got down on one knee That I'd never ever be the first to leave No I'd never ever be the first to leave