Two teenagers
Wired in the dark
Innocence with no discretion
Only gods and middle parts
Two headlights
A hard-topped car
And a feverish temptation
To peel the tops off hearts
It was visceral
It's indescribable
The first time is the last time
If you do it right
Cinnamon
Was a bad habit
And my last
If I'm being honest
But at least it wasn't smack
Cuz that boy from New York
Brought that back from Amsterdam
You were talking 'bout our futures
While I was coughing up my past
And I tried
To meet you there
In the visceral
It's indescribable
The first time is the last time
If you do it right
If you do it right
If you do it right
If you do it right
If you do it right
Maybe we did
Or maybe we didn't
Maybe it was everything it could've been
And we just didn't see it
Maybe we weren't there
Cuz maybe it was here
Somewhere between a broken past
And everything we fear
Somewhere in the desert
Beneath the highest stars
There's an everlasting beacon
In the topography of a beating heart
And it's visceral
It's indescribable
The first time is the last time
If you do it right
If you do it right
If you do it right
If you do it right
If you do it right