first of all

First of all I miss you

And there's nothing new there

Maybe start a club for people

Falling sideways out of their chair

And there's, nothing new here

Why would I drive backwards

Through my rear view mirror

Maybe somethings are worth hitting

Like the old man in his chair

And there's still nothing new here

Finally salvation in unexpected eyes

Maybe this time I believe that she's alive

At night I'm curious what she's got for me

A present wrapped up with all the petty ties

That she keeps between her hand

Her faded lovers till she dies

I'm still wondering if there's something new here