Love Without Tragedy...I was his Marilyn Monroe...
Red lipstick, rose petals, heart break I was his 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, ‘Oh, it’s 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 pray that love don't strike twice
Red lipstick, rose petals, heart break I was his Marilyn Monroe Brown eyes, tuxedo, fast cars A James Dean on the low
What's love without tragedy? What's love without tragedy? (Marilyn Monroe) What's love without tragedy? What's love without tragedy?