Blank Space / Style - Louisa Wendorff/Devin Dawson

I got that James Dean day dream look in my eye

You got that red lip classic thing that I like

When we go crashing down we come back every time

Never go out of style

Out of style

Midnight

You come and pick me up no headlights

Long drive

Could end in burning flames or paradise

'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've got a blank space baby

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

Never go out of style

Out of style

Fade into view

It's been a while since I have 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

I got that James Dean day dream look in my eye

You got that red lip classic thing that I like

When we go crashing down we come back every time

Never go out of style

Out of style

You got that long hair slicked back white t-shirt

You 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

Midnight

You come and pick me up no headlights

Long drive

Could end in burning flames or paradise