Tell me about your first love.
Not your first crush,
or the first one you kissed;
the one who gave your head a rush.
No, I mean the first person
you remember knowing you would die for
The first person who left you
lying-crying on the floor.
Was it your mother?
Wether she raised you or not.
Was it your father?
All the things that he taught.
Was it that brother
who pulled your hair?
Was it your sister
who wouldn't play fair.
Tell me about the first time
you looked into a baby's eyes.
Did the way it called you 'Mommy'
make you wanna cry?
Tell me about the first time
words cut through your heart.
Your breath came in gasps
and your eyes started to smart.
Tell me about the first time
you felt totally lost.
Christ should've stayed dead -
it's not worth the cost.
Nothing's worth the pain.
It's a game no one wins.
But then you turn around,
and you're loving again.
