Red lipstick, rose petals, heart break
I was this Marilyn Monroe
Brown eyes, tuxedo, fast cars
James Dean on the low, dean on the low

I ask you what's the matter
You say, love is nothing at all
Heart's racing, outta control
And you knew that I couldn't let it go
You used to be this boy I loved
And I used to be this girl of your dreams
Who knew the course of this one drive
Injured us fatally
You took the best years of my life
I took the best years of your life
Felt like love [bad word] me in the night
I prayed that love don't strike twice

Red lip stick, rose petals, heart break
I was this marilyn monroe
Wrong nights, tuxedo, fast cars
james dean on the low

What's love without tragedy
What's love without tragedy
What's love without tragedy
What's love without tragedy