Blue jeans, white shirt Walked into the room you know you made my eyes burn It was like James Dean for sure You're so fresh to death and sick as ca-cancer You were sorta punk rock I grew up on hip-hop But 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 'til the end of time I would wait a million years Promise you'll remember that you're mine Baby, can you see through the tears? Love you more Than those bitches before Say you'll remember, oh, say you'll remember, oh, baby, ooh I will love you 'til 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 can make it all work" But he headed out on Sunday Said he'd come home Monday I stayed up waitin' Anticipatin', and pacin' But he was chasing paper "Caught up in the game" That was the last I heard
I will love you 'til the end of time I would wait a million years Promise you'll remember that you're mine Baby, can you see through the tears? Love you more Than those bitches before Say you'll remember, oh, say you'll remember, oh, baby, ooh I will love you 'til the end of time
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