Lyrics Love Story (Karaoke) - Music Factory Karaoke

D: I got that James Dean daydream look in my eye
You got that red lip classic thing that I like
When we go crashing down we come back every time
We never go out of style, out of style.
L: So it′s gonna be forever, or it's gonna go down in flames
You can tell me when it′s over, if the high was worth the pain
Got a long list of ex-lovers, they'll tell you I'm insane
′Cause you know I love the players, and you love the game
Oh, Midnight. You come and pick me up, no headlights
A long drive, could end in burning flames or paradise
2:
′Cause we're young and we′re reckless, we'll take this way too far
It′ll leave you breathless, or with a nasty scar
Got a long list of ex-lovers, they'll tell you I′m insane
But I got a blank space baby, and I'll write your name.
I got your James Dean daydream look in my eye
You got that red lip classic thing that I like
When we go crashing down we come back every time
We never go out of style, out of style.
Fade into view, it's been awhile since I′ve even heard, from you
I should just tell you to leave ′cause I, know exactly where it leads but I
Watch us go 'round and ′round and 'round each time.
1 (extended)(they sing simultaneously, therefore same chords):
D: I got that James Dean daydream look in my eye
You got that red lip classic thing that I like
When we go crashing down we come back every time
We never go out of style, out of style
I got that long hair, slicked back, white t-shirt
You′ve got that good girl faith and a tight little skirt
When we go crashing down we come back every time
We never go out of style, out of style...
L: So it's gonna be forever, or it′s gonna go down in flames
You can tell me when it's over, if the high was worth the pain
Got a long list of ex-lovers, they'll tell you I′m insane
′Cause you know I love the players, and you love the game
'Cause we′re young and we're reckless, we′ll take this way too far
It'll leave you breathless, or with a nasty scar
Got a long list of ex-lovers, they′ll tell you I'm insane
But I got a blank space baby, and I'll write your name.
3/Ending:
Oh, Midnight. You come and pick me up, no headlights
A long drive, could end in burning flames or paradise