First Time

I remember the first time my dad didn't hug me back
 Under porch lights with my sister's old cigarettes
 With your hands hanging to your side and my face to your chest
 They say the heart grows stronger
 But man, it's hard to get back on track
 I remember the first time I tried to tell you the truth
 On a Sunday drive with my heart stuck in my chest
 Would the God you love take that love so easily back?
 They say the heart grows stronger
 But man, it's hard to get back on track
 They say the heart grows stronger
 But man, it's hard to get back on track
 Hey, did you find your way out?
 Hey, did you find your way out?
 Hey, did you find your way out?
 Hey, did you find your way out?
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 Hey, did you find your way out?
 Hey, did you find your way out?
 Hey, did you find your way out?
 Hey, did you find your way out?
 I remember the first time my dad didn't hug me back