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Elevator buttons and morning air7 h# y1 v# l" g% F% q/ I4 V
Stranger silence makes me wanna take the stairs
1 ` q, s6 P1 }. s2 C2 |# kIf you were here we'd laugh about their vacant stares
8 \8 r6 C3 k/ A7 s: D( \But right now, my time is theirs
) t3 X" a, c+ K3 X* c% r, ~; NSeems like there's always someone who disapproves
, g# S8 X% ~9 o+ [3 EThey'll judge it like they know about me and you
, J3 C9 n( D+ [$ j; |6 P" s# fAnd the verdict comes from those with nothing else to do6 H3 Z, l/ n9 V( U8 M3 r
The jury's out, my choice is you
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: G- ~# A% u' ~8 @0 M. uSo don't you worry your pretty little mind,: j, D$ D2 r: W0 @
People throw rocks at things that shine
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The stakes are high, the water's rough+ h! C3 ^# P7 S* H
But this love is ours
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2 ^% f" q+ {; k( h1 D6 w- RYou never know what people have up their sleeves
; B4 A0 t7 k+ q4 `Ghosts from your past gonna jump out at me6 n8 ?; _' W3 @
Lurking in the shadows with their lipgloss smiles
w9 w( \2 B Q0 m. bBut I don't care- U0 ]2 X9 R$ \! d+ k& z
Cause right now you're mine) X; w4 R1 @% o" Q( s/ J8 H4 C% `
And you'll say,
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So don't you worry your pretty little mind,& D2 O2 e0 f4 N6 t
People throw rocks at things that shine
0 N7 c8 X7 r7 O) |. s+ Iand life makes love look hard.# t; M3 ]0 X# F7 o( H
The stakes are high, the water's rough8 ~# Z1 Y0 b7 N, R
But this love is ours.
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And it's not theirs to speculate if it's wrong and
2 s: A1 F* r$ {/ GYour hands are tough but they are where mine belong in
7 F2 ^* r1 j0 T. UI'll fight their doubts and give you faith with this song for you
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7 z# l( G M$ {0 x; I! \; rCause I love the gap between your teeth& ]/ B& o! t8 c
and I love the riddles that you speak
2 X. r& A+ n9 a4 G5 L B# fAnd any snide remarks from my father about your tattoos will be ignored
* _. O5 h) } }2 d6 bCause my heart is yours2 _/ Y3 Z1 M" x; a
, k$ u ]/ J% m- N( z+ Z. ~# GSo don't you worry your pretty little mind5 s: z) U* I2 [1 y$ _# K4 _
People throw rocks at things that shine
1 W+ V0 {9 c8 l% _' EAnd life makes love look hard! R+ }0 t+ L% A# i
But don't you worry your pretty little mind
4 \2 R" m' D/ J! g- \4 B+ IPeople throw rocks at things that shine; e) @9 X7 t. C4 p ?! d
But they can't take what's ours
0 Y D0 @: i& T% @! W- ?3 q( VThey can't take what's ours
& H& i, U% Y, Z$ S; Y- v; W5 z" z% xThe stakes are high, the water's rough
& W1 D* t7 r4 U$ T& WBut this love is ours |
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