First to Leave

Do you remember back in high school, a brief homecoming of age
We'd keep secrets in the letters of a ripped out Bible page
Sneak a smoke around the corner, they'd search yeah we would hide
Our love back then was more alive

Short skirts were the fashion, your daddy did not approve
Yet he'd always try to cash in on a hand he was bound to lose
Even though it was a struggle, for a young love to survive
Babe, our spark back then was more alive

I was just a boy, you were barely 17
They called it puppy love
Yeah we made love yeah we made love a teenage dream and I
Told you once before when we were young and so naive
That I'd never ever be the first to leave

Yeah I remember when you got in, the letter came in the mail
It was just around the time when your daddy's house was put on sale
You moved into my apartment, number 5 on the ground floor
Oh babe you loved me then, just a little bit more

You were unemployed, yeah I was were barely 23
I was busking to survive outside your university and I
Told you once before when we had so much to achieve
That I'd never ever be the first to leave
No I'd never ever be the first to leave

Yeah I remember back in high school, a brief homecoming of age
We'd keep secrets in the letters of a ripped out Bible page
That will never change

I was just a boy, you were barely 17
They called it puppy love, yeah we made love a teenage dream and I
Told you once before, the day I got down on one knee
That I'd never ever be the first to leave
No I'd never ever be the first to leave