The Realization of Love

So this is odd
Painful realization that all has gone wrong
And nobody cares at all
And nobody cares at allSo you buried all your lovers clothes
And burned the letters lover wrote
But it doesn't make it any better
Doesn't make it any betterAnd the plaster dented from your fist
In the hall where you had your first kiss
Reminds you that the memories will fadeSo this is strange
A side stepping has come to be a brilliant dance
Where nobody leads at all
Where nobody leads at allAnd the picture frames are facing down
And the ringing from this empty sound
Is deafening and keeping you from sleepAnd breathing is a foreign task
And thinking's just too much to ask
And you're measuring your minutes
By a clock that's blinking eightsAnd this is incredible, starving, insatiable
Yes, this is love for the first time
And you'd like to think that you were invincible
Yeah, well, weren't we all once before we felt lost for the first timeWell, this is the last time
This is the last time
This is the last time