I can't be your first love The one who's name waits on your tongue To lash out and remind me I am small within her shadow
I can't be your first love With mocha skin Red wine dripped lips And the touch that may still creep into your dreams
I can't be the first love You waited months to kiss In a firework glow (I wanted you more, God only knows)
I can't be the first love Who captured you With artemis' grace And her goddess confidence (Rather, I'm the stumbling deer in your headlights)
I can't be the one Who coiled around you Demanded princess treatments No, I never fit right on a pedestal
I can't be her Though I've wished I could When the way you say her name Holds more than just nostalgia
Now I know she's got the front row seats Serial effect on her side But don't put me in the nosebleeds Cause the previews always come Before the main event Yes, I can't be your first love But I'd love to be second