First love - Murs

[misterx]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-Ue3ITA1kSs

 

I grew up on Wonder Years. She was Saved by the Bell

I was Boyz in tha Hood. She was ATL.

Used to sell weed to her roommate, thats how we met.

Old girl didnt smoke, but she had jokes on deck.

No disrespect. Its just the way it was.

She clowned cause I was broke and always said Cuz

I would clown her for always saying Shorty and Yall

She smiled every time I did my little Southern drawl

Calls became frequent/ wed hang out on the weekend

Started feeling like shes the one Ive been seeking

Didnt take it far. Third base at most.

Never sealed the deal, but came real close.

I knew that if I hit it/ I would have to stay committed

And I was young, 21, man I just wasnt with it.

Knew what was coming/ and you cant run from it

When a feelings that strong between a man and a woman

 

[Chorus]

She said she wanted more than a friendship,

But I wasnt willing to bend.

I said I wanted friends with benefits,

But I was only trying to pretend

I didnt want you (want you), need you (need you)

Really wanna make you mine

I would never mislead you, look at how I treat you

But girl, you gotta give me some time.

 

So the first time we did it, it was alright

But soon I was creeping to her room every night

Something like magic, I felt I had to have it

Just the right fix to kick my chick habit

You know its always better when youre lovers and close friends

It started getting deep. I kind of felt closed in

I went out and made a stupid mistake

I stopped returning calls, went on a few dates.

Of course it got back to where I knew shed be hurt

But she didnt even trip and that made me feel worse

She showed me all that love after I did her dirt

Now Im feeling like Im the scum of the earth.

She left for break, and didnt leave her number.

I thought about her every single day that summer.

A sucker, for trying to keep it on the under

I said Next time I see her, Imma tell her that I love her

 

Woulda swore I was student the way I was waiting

for the new semester to begin.

The very next day I ran up to campus

And ran into one of her friends.

I made small talk; I didnt want to seem lame

or too anxious, but when I said her name

The tears came. She started to break down.

I can still see the look on her face now.

Through the tears, I could hear Drunk driver,

Crash, accident, there were no survivors

She trying to continue to describe it,

But just couldnt take it and she ran off crying.

Lying if I said I wasnt filled with regret

I cried for three hours sitting down on them steps

But even though youre gone, your memory lives on

And for all I did wrong, I dedicate this song

To my first love

This for my first love.

 

before i say anything about the song i wanna say that murs is one of a kind. no drugs, complete vegan, and doesnt talk about anything gang related of LA, instead talking about its beautiful beaches, its huge surfing and skating culture, etc...

 

because i feel it a lot. i sort of wanna cry when i hear this song. the song is a prime example that the deepest regret can stem from a missed opportunity (or whatever you wanna call it)

 

sort reminds me of yesterday or the waitress by atmosphere

[xx.]

Sick song, always a fan of Murs stuff

[deestillballin]

DAMN that [expletive] has me cryin. Good song.