Musica con clase

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 'till the end of time
I would wait a milion 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 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

I will love you 'till the end of time
I would wait a milion 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'm "a ride or die"
Whether you fail or fly
Well shit, at least you tried