[Intro: clean guitar, slow, bass enters] [Verse 1: low, raspy, breathy, close-mic] You're standing in my doorway Months of acting like I'm fine You take one step, I stop breathing And I forget every excuse [Pre-Chorus: building, soft, gravelly] Don't speak Come here [Chorus: heavy, open, aching, raspy belt] Touch me like it's the first night Touch me like it's the last Hands shaking, can't hide it I'm yours, I'm yours [Verse 2: gritty, half-sung, rough] Your thumb along my jaw The room tilts, I don't fight it Everything I swore I'd never need Is close enough to touch [Pre-Chorus: building, gravelly] Don't speak Come here [Chorus: heavy, open, aching, raspy belt] Touch me like it's the first night Touch me like it's the last Hands shaking, can't hide it I'm yours, I'm yours [Bridge: stripped, rasp-whisper, drums slam in on the last line, voice breaking into a gritty scream] Slower I want to feel all of it Your skin, your breath DON'T STOP [Final Chorus: full band, gang vocals, raw and hoarse] TOUCH ME LIKE IT'S THE FIRST NIGHT TOUCH ME LIKE IT'S THE LAST HANDS SHAKING, CAN'T HIDE IT I'M YOURS, I'M YOURS [Outro: rasp-whisper, guitar fades, echo effect on the last line] First night. Last night.
