First Love

[Intro: B.K. Habermehl]
You were my first love
Love
I wasn't yours
Love
How does it feel having others before?
How does it feel having others?
Love
You were my first
Love
How does it feel having others?

[Verse 1: Ohana Bam]
How could I forget my first love?
Was consistent for a minute, I can't lie you had me worked up
Pretty in the face, ass perked up for me, we was both dumb
You had what I like and shit, I want some
We was young, wea ain't know nun'
Trying to get to first and hit a homerun
Sleeping on the phone, we was both sprung
Thinking we was grown, we was on onе
Know I was excited when thе phone rung
Karaoke nights and we both sung
Used to kiss me with your whole tongue
Better start, acting like we know sum'
And I used to think that you was wholesome
What you want to be somebody, hoe or sum'?
Girl, you know it's wicked where we both from
Why you got me coming home to no one?
Knew that we was finished, we was both done
Now the hook empty where your coat hung
Damn, I used to think that we was chosen
'Member when I used to get your fingers and your toes done for you

[Chorus: B.K. Habermehl]
Maybe I'm just too fucked up (Oh-ah)
Maybe she can't do for you what I can do
Maybe I'm just too fucked up (Oh-ah)
Maybe she can't do for you what I can do

[Verse 2: B.K. Habermehl]
I'm sensitive, bend me, I won't break
Hurt me, I won’t say a thing
Play my role and pull away
But you thin skinned
Take it personal, make it about you and your feelings over everything
Say you need me, how convenient
After everyone leaves you, now you see me (Mmm)
I won't be a prisoner to sentiment
Right now we're barely friends and there's no benefits
But then you show me
A little regret and I'm folding
Remembering those places
To push me and pull me
Blame history
Always repeats
Shouldn't even be here but you do something to me
Stuck on my first, first love

[Chorus: B.K. Habermehl]
Maybe I'm just too fucked up (Oh-ah)
Maybe she can't do for you what I can do (You want the original)
Maybe I'm just (Too fucked up) too fucked up (Too fucked up, oh-ah)
Maybe she can't do for you what I can do (Ain't nothing really hit like the original, your first love)