This August Age - First In Line

You sat across from me
A high school symphony
Adolescent days of curiosity
Oh no
I was sitting in the stands
Of a race you ran
Now you're holding hands
With another man
A minimal betrayal
That sent me off the rails
Beginning of a tale
Destined to fail
Maybe I craved some affection
That quickly turned into low grade depression
Teenage broken heart is still bleeding
And I could never forget the feeling
Oh no
You were first in line
First to leave me behind
A beginner's guide to lies
A bittersweet goodbye
You were first in line
First to leave me behind
A beginner's guide to lies
A bittersweet goodbye

Written by:
Ryan Klockner

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