Blue jeans, white shirt 
Walked into the room you know i made your eyes burn 
It was like, James Dean, for sure 
I'm so fresh to death & sick as ca-cancer 
I were sorta punk rock, you grew up on hip hop 
But I fit you better 
Than your favourite sweater, and You 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 million years 
Promise you'll remember that you're mine 
Baby can you see through the tears 
Love you more 
Than those [bad word] before 
Say you'll remember, oh baby, 
Say you'll remember 
I will love you till the end of time 

Big dreams, gangsta 
Said I had to leave to start your life over 
You was like - "No please, stay here 
We don't need no money we can make it all work." 
But I headed out on Sunday, 
Said [bad word] home Monday 
You stayed up waitin', anticipating' and pacin' 
but I was chasing paper 
"Caught up in the game" - that was the last you heard 

I 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 see through the tears 
Love you more 
Than those [bad word] before 
Say you'll remember, oh baby, 
Say you'll remember 
I will love you till the end of time