Requiem For Blue Jeans - Bastille

"What have I got, Harry?"

Blue jeans, white shirt

Walked into the room you know I made your eyes burn

I was like James Dean, for sure

I'm so fresh to death and sick as ca-ca-cancer

I was sorta punk rock, you grew up on hip hop

I fit you better than your favorite sweater

You know that love is mean, love hurts

You still remember that day we met in December, oh, baby

I will love you 'til 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 bitches before

Say you'll remember, say you'll remember

Baby, oh, I will love you 'til the end of time

Big dreams, gangster

Said I had to leave to start my life over

You were like, "No, please, stay here"

We don't need no money we can make it all work

But I headed out on Sunday, said, I'd come home Monday

You stayed up waitin', anticipatin', and pacin'

But I was chasing paper

"Caught up in the game" that was the last you heard, oh, baby

I will love you 'til 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 bitches before

Say you'll remember, say you'll remember

Baby, oh, I will love you 'til the end of time

I will love you 'til the end of time

(You have always worn your flaws upon your sleeve)

I would wait a million years

(And I have always buried them deep beneath the ground)

Baby, can you see through the tears?

(You have always worn your flaws upon your sleeve)

Baby, oh

(And I have always buried them deep beneath the ground)