you got that James Dean daydream look in your eye
and I got that red lip classic thing that you like
and when we go crashing down
we come back every time
cause we never go out of style
you got that long hair slicked back
white tshirt
and I got that good girl faith
and a tight little skirt
say
you’ll remember me standing in a nice
dress staring at the
sunset babe red lips and rosy
cheeks say you’ll see
me again even if it’s
just in your wildest
dreams
I know I’m
probably better off all alone
Than needing a man who could change his mind at any given
minute.
And it’s always on your terms,
I’m hanging on every careless word
Hoping it might turn sweet again
Like it was in the beginning.
But your jealousy, I can hear it now
You’re talking down to me like I’ll always be
around
You push my love away like it’s some kind of
loaded
gun.