And here I thought we would just be talking
Little did I know we'd be taking chances in the closet

You get a little drunk and you let a little loose
I might as well shut my mouth
And have a couple drinks too
You push me up against the wall
And I can feel your hips
And the bittersweet movement of our lips
You whisper to me
"I want you to be my first one
And I want your first one to be me"

We better find a room
As we stumble down the stairs
And everybody knows but we know nobody cares
You shorten my breath and you lay down on the floor
I remember everything
But I forgot to lock the door

And you, my dear
Are so sincere with the way you're breathing
And your eyes are bright, my chest is tight
We both know this isn't right, this isn't right

We stumble through the door and you're holding my hand
And all of our friends won't let us live it down
And I was so proud
To finally be a man
But little did I know that this was nothing
But a one night stand, oh

And you, my dear, are so sincere
With the way you're breathing
And your eyes are bright, my chest is tight
We both know this isn't right, this isn't right

Now you're screaming: I don't love you and I never did
You're just a number in my pocket
So get the hell over it

So get the hell over it