Blue jeans, white shirt
Walked into the room
You know you make my eyes burn
It was like James Dean for sure
You're so fresh to death and sick as ca-cancer
You were full of punk rock
I grew up on hip hop
You fit me better than my favourite sweater
And I know that love is mean, and love hurts
But I still remember that day we met in December
Oh baby
I will love you till the end of time
I would wait a million years
Promise you'll remember that you're mine
Baby can't you see through the tears
Love you more than those bitches before
Say you'll remember, say you'll remember
Oh baby who
I will love you till the end of time
Big dreams
Gangster
Said you had to leave to start your life over
I was like, no please, stay here
We don't need no money, we could make it all work
But he headed out on Sunday, said he'd come home Monday
I stay up waiting, anticipating and pacing
But he was chasing paper
Caught up in the game
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