The Script - For The First Time Lyrics

he's all laid up in bed with a broken heart
While i'm drinking jack all alone in my local bar
And we don't know how we got into this mad situation
Only doing things out of frustration
Trying to make it work but man these times are hard

Drinking old cheap bottles of wine
Saying things we haven't for a while, a while yeah
We're smiling but we're close to tears
Even after all these years

We just now got the feeling that we're meeting
For the first timeFor the first time
Oh, for the first time
Yeah, for the first time