Red lip stick, 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