Blue Jeans - Lana Del Rey
Blue jeans, White shirt Walked into the room you know you made my eyes burn It was like James Dean, for sure You so fresh to death & sick as ca-cancer You were sorta punk rock, I grew up on hip hop But you fit me better than my favorite 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 you see through the tears? Love you more Than those bitches before Say you'll remember, say you'll remember 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 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"...