"Blue jeans white shirt you walked into a room, you know you made my eyes hurt It was like James Dean, for sure You're so fresh to death and sick as 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 the day we met in December oh baby" "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 stay though the tears? Love you more than those bitches before Say you'll remember, oh baby, say you'll remember Oh baby, who I will love you till the end of time"