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Elevator buttons and morning air6 @ c8 |8 B( c" d; p. }8 n8 U
Stranger silence makes me wanna take the stairs9 O( R6 E/ M! o
If you were here we'd laugh about their vacant stares3 P& o5 E. t+ d
But right now, my time is theirs
4 ] P' C& Z, G; WSeems like there's always someone who disapproves
" g! [. S1 `0 H9 D3 D5 L8 v5 xThey'll judge it like they know about me and you
; N) p! X# H0 `1 C* K% R2 SAnd the verdict comes from those with nothing else to do1 ?2 O" i3 w' [/ f
The jury's out, my choice is you& t$ ? i& p9 d& {: @
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So don't you worry your pretty little mind,; N1 `# P+ Z1 k0 H0 S0 |/ h
People throw rocks at things that shine! h8 Q5 m9 p* A, ^2 c+ E# F
and life makes love look hard
+ l; Q2 A* N& q1 p3 N3 c4 `The stakes are high, the water's rough0 E6 U5 X4 t' r0 D: o' r% m
But this love is ours, R' \% r4 x* f( U- D
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You never know what people have up their sleeves
3 }0 l& N7 z8 wGhosts from your past gonna jump out at me
/ O, q* t! N$ s0 {Lurking in the shadows with their lipgloss smiles
+ v$ C) g4 T2 E# A' iBut I don't care
) [! l+ @% m4 ~, p" h& f$ RCause right now you're mine
! r" [4 e. g- y# s. K/ E& K$ P4 pAnd you'll say,
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2 `9 g1 y; X! y4 m0 F, RSo don't you worry your pretty little mind,
- f0 C& t, B- aPeople throw rocks at things that shine& b r0 |" S* W- U w6 M- P
and life makes love look hard.
5 K8 z* I6 b$ ]+ Z" x( gThe stakes are high, the water's rough! I4 o1 b9 L/ W5 v' w" K
But this love is ours.
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And it's not theirs to speculate if it's wrong and
: P9 K0 \, O0 R0 S- K# B* j" DYour hands are tough but they are where mine belong in: B* t3 g1 ^! h0 w
I'll fight their doubts and give you faith with this song for you
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Cause I love the gap between your teeth5 U5 [. N7 V2 h7 r. r
and I love the riddles that you speak3 u+ ^& B: v4 s! F( W& M
And any snide remarks from my father about your tattoos will be ignored
$ Z4 G: r [2 h- W" N) p4 [+ B; HCause my heart is yours0 c/ t/ t" X& @6 B& u% T
* j7 v: \: d5 T6 USo don't you worry your pretty little mind
; j) s1 v) F. T' _; R h: j& gPeople throw rocks at things that shine
( f8 }4 [0 e7 h6 T: SAnd life makes love look hard
. K0 q+ O+ ~* c n8 w- R; kBut don't you worry your pretty little mind9 [- {" W6 J! v+ d7 H4 r% A( ~
People throw rocks at things that shine h: ?) W: s- d! \3 D* q
But they can't take what's ours. T) M/ O' Z: R h4 }6 g: m
They can't take what's ours2 w& E/ T; c) ^' ^ B( H7 |
The stakes are high, the water's rough
/ e& d+ Y& P' s( i* Q ]; R" n! cBut this love is ours |
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