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Elevator buttons and morning air
. D& b4 @# u9 fStranger silence makes me wanna take the stairs# G1 u, f& z3 U4 W) \1 P2 ^2 g
If you were here we'd laugh about their vacant stares$ v7 O4 b5 i3 C0 M9 r( W* s" B0 k
But right now, my time is theirs( U; l! z/ d1 {( R
Seems like there's always someone who disapproves
# k1 l% @* _. o/ Y, hThey'll judge it like they know about me and you
9 S5 g, _) k9 MAnd the verdict comes from those with nothing else to do5 l/ W% V3 u! S& N( B
The jury's out, my choice is you
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* }, K7 m" E; I0 k* T9 `' NSo don't you worry your pretty little mind,
" ]! V8 L6 @/ D" C- K+ KPeople throw rocks at things that shine7 \8 b2 a7 c/ o1 X R
and life makes love look hard
3 |9 u9 ^ {( o' V/ x7 \The stakes are high, the water's rough; D( _0 x$ j7 U% C/ ^ R8 A+ u
But this love is ours7 O7 g5 T7 n& ~ H, x; O
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You never know what people have up their sleeves
, @8 N( z7 G0 }Ghosts from your past gonna jump out at me
. K& U5 o8 h2 z( f9 i! n; uLurking in the shadows with their lipgloss smiles/ R5 t2 @% X5 e( L7 B `
But I don't care
6 o( M& p9 @ TCause right now you're mine. x7 C# P4 K8 n% I8 X; A7 U: ]! |
And you'll say,( I/ [' m5 U: P# c7 K
9 V- v. p* i a! \2 q" N+ zSo don't you worry your pretty little mind,+ K! S2 k6 P' z4 q% Z' T
People throw rocks at things that shine
+ n+ L: {; z6 _3 @( iand life makes love look hard.
# q" R) E5 Y/ R# g' O( W0 n3 jThe stakes are high, the water's rough
$ B9 t. j+ Z7 ]' [But this love is ours.
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# a; K6 U3 Y) l, u6 v- gAnd it's not theirs to speculate if it's wrong and8 o+ ~" k; f- P7 X( D1 C
Your hands are tough but they are where mine belong in
6 @) j7 O, P' [I'll fight their doubts and give you faith with this song for you) K' s/ ^7 t+ @ L+ s$ N O
6 k# M* t9 ^9 ?7 V' MCause I love the gap between your teeth) c/ T% _/ K, ?( ]5 |! O" Y; R; b
and I love the riddles that you speak
' R k$ ?9 U' aAnd any snide remarks from my father about your tattoos will be ignored( c6 c" B# y& w9 d1 J: ]
Cause my heart is yours
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3 N- C d1 R, A6 w8 f1 }: LSo don't you worry your pretty little mind; D* O" z2 J8 z" v
People throw rocks at things that shine6 u, o! h, G* o7 A) D2 ~! _
And life makes love look hard
- A2 P r7 I! ^5 s) P2 l3 u6 HBut don't you worry your pretty little mind; R/ N; l/ W6 U4 }1 A! z9 g+ ]
People throw rocks at things that shine3 P( \0 ?9 n) W3 _/ K
But they can't take what's ours+ b# A; t9 Q- S5 X
They can't take what's ours& \0 a9 t, s' _, L9 _: z" u
The stakes are high, the water's rough' I4 {# y6 o1 E. k1 S
But this love is ours |
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