Hey old friend, you’re back again
I see that nothing's changed
Your sorry stayed the same

Let me guess, it’s not your fault
Saying boys will make mistakes
You’re too good at shifting blame

I don’t feel like making up
I just feel like giving up
Here we go again

Woahoahoah

Getting too good at loving hate
We fall out every single day
We got ourselves a name

People call us first clash lovers
I don’t know when it will end
People call us first clash lovers
No getting ‘round this pretence

Cause I’ve never fought like this with anyone else
Even after what we’ve been through
I’d rather be first clash lovers
Than a second class nothing with you
You say some things just to test me
You cut right through the bone
When you get personal

I know you love to throw a cheap chat
You’re teasing as you flirt
And every time, it works

You like games when the tables turn
You think right now we wouldn’t learn
We ain’t that sweet cliché

Woahoahoah

Of lovers dancing in the dark
Talk that talk underneath the stars
We don’t have that name

People call us first clash lovers
I don’t know when it will end
People call us first clash lovers
No getting ‘round this pretence

Cause I’ve never fought like this with anyone else
Even after what we’ve been through
I’d rather be first clash lovers
Than a second class nothing with you
I don’t know when it will end
First clash lovers

People call us first clash lovers
I don’t know when it will end
People call us first clash lovers
No getting ‘round this pretence

Cause I’ve never fought like this with anyone else
Even after what we’ve been through
I’d rather be first clash lovers
Than a second class nothing with you

Ooh ooh ooh