So this is odd
painful realization, that all has gone wrong
and nobody cares at all(x2)
so you buried all your lovers clothes

and burned the letters lover wrote
but it doesnt make it any better, does it make it any better?
and the plaster dented from your fist
in the hall where you had your first kiss
reminds you that the memories will fade

So this is strange
our side-stepping has come to be a brilliant dance
where nobody leads at all(x2)
and the picture frames are facing down
and the ringing from this empty sound
is defening and keeping you from sleep
and breathing is a foreign task
and thinkings just to much to ask
and your measuring your minutes
by a clock thats blinking eight

Well this is incredible starving insatiable
yes this is love for the first time
and you'd like to think that you were invinsable
yeah well weren't we all once
before we felt lost for the first time
well this is the last time, this is the last time
this is the last time