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Em Blue jeans, Cwhite Bshirt
EmWalked into the room you know I Cmade your eyesB burn
I was Emlike James Dean,C forB sure
EmI'm so fresh to death & sick as Cca-ca-cBancer
EmI was sorta punk rock, CYou grew upB on hip hop
EmI fit you better than your Cfavorite Bsweater
You know, thEmat love is mean,C loveB hurts
EmYou still remember that day we Cmet in DeBcember, oh baby
Em I will love you D'til the end of Atime
I would wait a million yeaEmrs
Promise you'll reDmember that you're Amine
Baby can you see through the teEmars?
Love you more,D than those bitches before
ASay you'll remember, say you'll remember
Baby Emoh
I will love you 'Dtil the end of Atime
Em Big dreamsC, ganBgster
EmSaid I had to leave to start my Clife oBver
You were lEmike: "No please,C stayB here"
EmWe don't need no money we can Cmake it allB work
But I Emheaded out on Sunday, Csaid I'd come home BMonday
EmYou stayed up waitin', anticiCpatin', and pBacin'
But I Emwas, chasingC paBper
Em"Caught up in the game" that was the Clast youB heard, Oh baby
Em I will love you D'til the end of Atime
I would wait a million yeaEmrs
Promise you'll reDmember that you're Amine
Baby can you see through the teEmars?
Love you more,D than those bitches before
ASay you'll remember, say you'll remember
Baby Emoh
I will love you 'Dtil the end of Atime
Em I will love you D'til the end of Atime
I would wait a million yeaEmrs
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