Blue Jeans (Lana Del Rey Cover)
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 sort'a 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 until the end of times
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, oh, baby
I will love you until the end of times
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 on Monday
I stayed up waiting, anticipating and pacing
But he was chasing papers
"Caught up in the game"
That was the last I heard oh
I will love you until the end of times
I would wait a million years
Promise you'll remember that you're mine
Baby, you can 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 until the end of times
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'm "a 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
But that's not what I had in mind
I just want it like before
We were dancing all night
Then they took you away
Stole you out of my life
You just need to remember
I will love you until the end of times
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 times
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 sort'a 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 until the end of times
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, oh, baby
I will love you until the end of times
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 on Monday
I stayed up waiting, anticipating and pacing
But he was chasing papers
"Caught up in the game"
That was the last I heard oh
I will love you until the end of times
I would wait a million years
Promise you'll remember that you're mine
Baby, you can 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 until the end of times
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'm "a 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
But that's not what I had in mind
I just want it like before
We were dancing all night
Then they took you away
Stole you out of my life
You just need to remember
I will love you until the end of times
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 times
Credits
Writer(s): Emile Haynie, Daniel Law Heath, Elizabeth Grant
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