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?
How was I supposed to know?
If the writing on the
wall was so clear why
couldn't I read it?
Post-Chorus
Now I'm in hell for the first time
And I don't know what to do
I 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 your shouldn't
Like when I'm starting my car
Or pondering the future from
your blue abandoned furniture
Catch up catch up!
How was I supposed to know?
If the writing on the
wall was so clear why
couldn't I read it?
How was I supposed to know?
How was I supposed to know?
How was I supposed to know?
How was I supposed to know?
How was I supposed to know?
How was I supposed to know?