Blue Jeans - Kris Menace Remix
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 and 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, oh baby, 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, that was the last I heard
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, oh baby, say you'll remember
I will love you till the end of time
He went out every night and baby that's alright
I told you that no matter what you did I'd be by your side
'Cause I'mma ride or die, whether you fail or fly
Well, shit at least you tried
But when you walked out that door, a piece of me died
I told you I wanted more -- that's not what I had in mind
I just want it like before, we were dancin' all night
Then they took you away stole you out of my life, you just need to remember
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, oh baby, say you'll remember
I will love you till the end of time
Walked into the room you know you made my eyes burn
It was like,James Dean, for sure
You 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 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, oh baby, 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, that was the last I heard
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, oh baby, say you'll remember
I will love you till the end of time
He went out every night and baby that's alright
I told you that no matter what you did I'd be by your side
'Cause I'mma ride or die, whether you fail or fly
Well, shit at least you tried
But when you walked out that door, a piece of me died
I told you I wanted more -- that's not what I had in mind
I just want it like before, we were dancin' all night
Then they took you away stole you out of my life, you just need to remember
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, oh baby, say you'll remember
I will love you till the end of time
Credits
Writer(s): Emile Haynie, Daniel Law Heath, Elizabeth Grant
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