She was your first.
Your first love, your first kiss,
Your first in almost everything.
You loved her,
You really did.
You did things with her
That I wanted to be your first in.
She won the race of your love
before I even had the chance.
Its all a curse on me.
The smallest thing makes me sick.
The jealousy, the sick feeling;
It just eats me alive
day, by day.
Hearing her name coming out
of that mouth of yours
makes me sick.
Your eyes glancing at her skin
Makes me sick.
You lying to me about her
Makes me sick.
Even the thought of you and her.
Makes. Me. sick.
So sick that I throw up.
So sick that I cant even bare touching you.
Let alone speak to you.
It makes me more sick than youll ever know.
Jan 22
Jan 22, 2026 at 1:29 AM UTC
She was your first.
Your first love, your first kiss,
Your first in almost everything.
You loved her,
You really did.
You did things with her
That I wanted to be your first in.
She won the race of your love
before I even had the chance.
Its all a curse on me.
The smallest thing makes me sick.
The jealousy, the sick feeling;
It just eats me alive
day, by day.
Hearing her name coming out
of that mouth of yours
makes me sick.
Your eyes glancing at her skin
Makes me sick.
You lying to me about her
Makes me sick.
Even the thought of you and her.
Makes. Me. sick.
So sick that I throw up.
So sick that I cant even bare touching you.
Let alone speak to you.
It makes me more sick than youll ever know.
They are now together again.
