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Elevator buttons and morning air
S. {( t2 y J5 h$ B9 V) A& l# JStranger silence makes me wanna take the stairs
4 V4 U) ~/ W) i& xIf you were here we'd laugh about their vacant stares& a8 x- @/ W. p" p! W1 E6 `0 g* h
But right now, my time is theirs2 e D3 \1 i6 x1 o" t. |) Y5 i
Seems like there's always someone who disapproves7 B( g& L0 _; h' r7 ~8 m
They'll judge it like they know about me and you
' q9 _- o' j m* h5 `: V, ?And the verdict comes from those with nothing else to do
6 K$ ?( \8 k0 B4 |7 t& HThe jury's out, my choice is you
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So don't you worry your pretty little mind,# W2 @& K8 `+ Z7 U( q; U
People throw rocks at things that shine
7 p1 D1 {- H4 y9 d. t; ~8 {and life makes love look hard1 |; ]8 M$ U6 H% V7 b6 m. j8 p% j0 Y
The stakes are high, the water's rough
- N- V& I" p7 `' W1 H) RBut this love is ours
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You never know what people have up their sleeves
# w; M! m! E6 v" hGhosts from your past gonna jump out at me
# E, V/ S( g/ n& L' w. OLurking in the shadows with their lipgloss smiles
; b: J' k7 ^' j4 WBut I don't care& k0 r" c# r: ~& v4 P3 p$ S
Cause right now you're mine
0 S2 _- F; N* ]& n: }, RAnd you'll say,
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So don't you worry your pretty little mind,9 F- Z: w& V$ |1 y
People throw rocks at things that shine
- c# u0 j0 ~' T. land life makes love look hard.
) [ o# D$ l: b. a) R: K' DThe stakes are high, the water's rough
% S# N9 |1 ~4 {7 Q0 YBut this love is ours.% d: n6 k6 J" x- [
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And it's not theirs to speculate if it's wrong and- J6 Z: E& E$ J5 A G6 Y
Your hands are tough but they are where mine belong in
, w2 @& T0 B2 w! F" AI'll fight their doubts and give you faith with this song for you
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; t. E8 a) u* c5 n& ~* J' I3 QCause I love the gap between your teeth
% s9 b: R# c |8 m2 X7 Land I love the riddles that you speak d: r( d. U/ k0 S. d& c, ^/ O6 \7 B
And any snide remarks from my father about your tattoos will be ignored( j( I: v: a9 D
Cause my heart is yours
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- J' z) P; ]% {So don't you worry your pretty little mind
! N$ U+ W L4 V1 WPeople throw rocks at things that shine
- `3 W" d; h) ~( y# dAnd life makes love look hard
* M& R( C7 { {0 y: DBut don't you worry your pretty little mind
0 W* q" h& v8 n, B" D+ O8 }People throw rocks at things that shine4 i1 Q) |3 g! b: V
But they can't take what's ours
! L j0 j0 D; p% ZThey can't take what's ours
, P! @6 u, {) y( lThe stakes are high, the water's rough; U6 ? @0 b/ v4 V6 p4 _
But this love is ours |
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