Blue jeans lyrics

Soft as blue jeans but I'm a wearing a name

She got a nice car but she dressing the same

She gotta make money but she down in a drain

Spoiled as fuck, man she better go and get on the game

Ah - don’t do it, get it on

92 problems, tryna vent it on

Cigarettes on counters, better get it off, yeah

I'm on the floor now but I'm dying

On a room for 4 now

Baby so hard but I'm trying

Young and suicidal, gimme more time

And I swear I'll take another minute

I'm faded, faded

Don’t worry about my name

One day you finna know it

I'm faded, faded

Don’t worry about my name

One day you finna know it

I'm faded, faded

Don’t worry about my name

One day you finna know it

I'm faded, faded

*monologue from “The Perks of Being A Wallflower”

Sam: I'm driving away and I'm just feeling so small, just asking myself: "Why do I and everyone I love pick people that treat us like we're nothing?"

Charlie: We accept the love we think we deserve.

Sam: Then why didn't you ever ask me out?

• Artist:No Rome