Red lipstick, rose petals, heart break I was this Marilyn Monroe Brown Eyes, tuxedo, fast cars A 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 struck me in the night I prayed that love don't strike twice
Red lip stick, rose petals, heart break I was this Marilyn Monroe Brown Eyes, tuxedo, fast cars A 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