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# H! B; p5 c4 aElevator buttons and morning air& n- T! Z( o, }* i; H
Stranger silence makes me wanna take the stairs( p- r: n0 |; E
If you were here we'd laugh about their vacant stares
0 I5 |; K& ~. \5 ?But right now, my time is theirs
6 a% B! W4 Q. Z% r9 x, NSeems like there's always someone who disapproves1 I6 E, B2 b m2 g% ~- \
They'll judge it like they know about me and you
3 M( I9 W( N9 t3 n8 [- J: I0 |- qAnd the verdict comes from those with nothing else to do3 Q- z: T9 r5 Z6 D/ e C
The jury's out, my choice is you
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So don't you worry your pretty little mind,
( z7 Q7 c: L* a" e* K7 E- X5 nPeople throw rocks at things that shine
. Y* m' S; z+ F/ z+ X8 o5 `and life makes love look hard Q, \4 m& B8 e& ~
The stakes are high, the water's rough' i5 I# U! Q1 E
But this love is ours, _4 d( m# }5 h/ P
& H# H3 ]: s! V! `8 ^You never know what people have up their sleeves: i7 ^1 N$ J; {6 t
Ghosts from your past gonna jump out at me; j; o% V2 x1 i4 {
Lurking in the shadows with their lipgloss smiles/ A! X- E1 `3 o/ M& X: w3 W
But I don't care
+ g0 N6 o- l9 i' ]Cause right now you're mine
/ {$ M' s4 l. m3 [, a* BAnd you'll say,
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So don't you worry your pretty little mind,1 b V' `. _- n
People throw rocks at things that shine
6 N' Q, @+ P9 l( Y" B$ Band life makes love look hard.
; ~; N* |" q+ C5 tThe stakes are high, the water's rough
- q, \* R; N6 JBut this love is ours.
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6 g# b+ y: L7 L% y C. {" D+ U2 yAnd it's not theirs to speculate if it's wrong and
7 @/ _$ j; e0 K; b6 FYour hands are tough but they are where mine belong in/ `5 X' A8 F v/ n0 B+ j
I'll fight their doubts and give you faith with this song for you' e( l3 r+ @$ r3 s7 G& H7 e" z, a
: \# q2 S3 o) p ^ ECause I love the gap between your teeth
# L- i4 i" @; t( ^- T2 r# d: W6 oand I love the riddles that you speak
7 b& ^9 y( j+ }1 N. a, m9 IAnd any snide remarks from my father about your tattoos will be ignored
1 s9 M6 x* j: Y, `2 y8 p% x2 OCause my heart is yours: s* ^) H: v: a; J1 n
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So don't you worry your pretty little mind
. _& a7 i8 ~* @( e# B" ?, \People throw rocks at things that shine
3 H9 I0 {, M6 Q3 U0 S9 BAnd life makes love look hard/ z$ q# V" I; i( P, |
But don't you worry your pretty little mind1 T. T5 x$ n7 W! e& M: @0 n2 `. B- A
People throw rocks at things that shine
_* U8 W) e1 ^, KBut they can't take what's ours
. L* P+ Y! f! Q' x2 @+ KThey can't take what's ours$ l+ t8 E" H. k. D9 [
The stakes are high, the water's rough- w7 [! K% F8 b3 X5 l
But this love is ours |
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