What's first can never last
So here I lay naked and changed
In the same place where I will think of you for nights to come
Wondering who cut the string that told us we were done
Young
& dumb
My friends will give me advice and then some
Judging from their un-penetrated hearts
and smooth skin whose touch has yet to be marked
Nodding as an instict because there is no one left to play my part
And the world keeps spinning, don't ask me how
With no set-dates to when you'll take your final bow
So the show goes on or life as we call it
And no older sister can prepare you for this shit
So as Earth keeps spinning so will my head
Running to catch memories of you back in bed
Only to be standstill with my clothes back on
Praying for the day that when I close my eyes
you will be gone
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