The First
R.J. Gordon Lyrics
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How tempting to caress the blade
Your fingers touch its cutting edge
The first incision is then made
The cruel and unusual punishment
Of her dismissive smile
In her cruelty, her beauty, her indifference
She pulls a poisoned arrow
From her quiver of disdain
She feels no shame as she takes aim
A butterfly pinned to showcase cork
It's just a game
Only a game
She strikes her matchless Garbo
She beckons as she double locks the door
Her sign says "closed" on both sides
But all the lonely boys come back for more
She gives the brush off to invisible dust
Fastidious to a fault, shows dirt the door
She is untouchable within her guilded cage
Alone but for cuttle fish to claw
Laiden with gifts
Her suitors fall in line
To suffer the inevitable "No"
With each rejection and the passing of time
These infatuations grow
The cruel and unusual punishment of her dismissive
Smile
In her crueltv, her beauty, her indifference
Her gift to beguil
The song The First by R.J. Gordon talks about a beautiful yet cruel woman who has the ability to seduce and destroy men with her charm. The lyrics describe her as a deadly weapon, a beautiful knife that is tempting to touch, but the moment you make the first cut, you are doomed. She uses her dismissive smile as a cruel and unusual punishment to subdue men who fall for her charm. Her beauty is both a blessing and a curse, and her indifference is her greatest weapon.
In the second verse, she is described as a hunter, playing a game with her prey, a butterfly pinned to a showcase cork. She enjoys playing with the emotions of men, knowing she can control and manipulate them however she wants. She locks the door and puts a "closed" sign, but even then, men keep coming back for more. Her suitors are laid with gifts, hoping to win her heart, but to no avail. With each passing rejection, their infatuation grows stronger and more painful.
The chorus repeats the idea of her dismissive smile as a cruel punishment and her gift to beguile, highlighting the power she holds over men. The final verse talks about how she is untouchable within her gilded cage, protected by her beauty and cruelty. The only company she keeps is the cuttlefish, known for their ability to camouflage and adapt to their surroundings. The song ends with the repeated idea of the cruel and unusual punishment of her dismissive smile, emphasizing how men are trapped by her charm and beauty.
Line by Line Meaning
Her fatal charm is a beautiful knife
Her irresistible allure is a double-edged weapon
How tempting to caress the blade
It's difficult to resist temptation
Your fingers touch its cutting edge
You take a risk and get too close
The first incision is then made
The first cut hurts the most
The cruel and unusual punishment
The harsh and unexpected consequence
Of her dismissive smile
Of her rejection and indifference
In her cruelty, her beauty, her indifference
In her ability to captivate and hurt
Her gift to beguil
Her talent to charm and deceive
She pulls a poisoned arrow
She attacks with a toxic weapon
From her quiver of disdain
From her reserve of contempt
She feels no shame as she takes aim
She has no remorse when she hurts others
A butterfly pinned to showcase cork
A fragile object used for display and control
It's just a game
It's only entertainment for her
She strikes her matchless Garbo
She poses like a famous actress
She beckons as she double locks the door
She lures you in and traps you
Her sign says "closed" on both sides
She remains aloof and unapproachable
But all the lonely boys come back for more
But her admirers keep pursuing her
She gives the brush off to invisible dust
She dismisses even the smallest imperfection
Fastidious to a fault, shows dirt the door
Obsessive about cleanliness, she rejects anything that tarnishes her image
She is untouchable within her guilded cage
She is protected by her wealth and social status
Alone but for cuttle fish to claw
She may have admirers, but they are just as lonely and helpless as she is
Laiden with gifts
Overburdened with tokens of affection
Her suitors fall in line
The men who pursue her form a queue
To suffer the inevitable "No"
To face rejection sooner or later
With each rejection and the passing of time
With each disappointment and the fading of hope
These infatuations grow
These obsessions become stronger
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: DAVID JAY
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