You're in love for the first time, and you don't know what to do.
You don't know what to say.
You don't know how to act.
You listen to your heart
And hope the instincts that follow will keep you in the clear,
But you know that life is never fair.
But this feels so good.
So then you pour out yourself into an empty cup,
But little did you know it never wanted filled up.
You're filling a void,
And they're flying from your questions,
Like, "Do you feel the same?"
And they say, "Babe, we're on the same page,"
And then they burn the book.
How was I supposed to know?
If the writing on the wall was so clear,
Why couldn't I read it?
Now I'm in hell for the first time,
And I don't know what to do,
Don't know what to wear,
Who to talk to or turn to.
I listened to my heart
And put down my guard
And was easily knocked over by a beautiful bulldozer
I ran blind into your street,
Dancing on my left feet
And off time to the beat.
Catch up, catch up!
You're in places you shouldn't,
Like when I'm starting my car
Or pondering the future from your blue abandoned furniture.