First and Sour

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By 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

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