 鲜花( 499)  鸡蛋( 10)
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Elevator buttons and morning air. G+ g- E9 o( u6 R. f& L2 X( O3 C
Stranger silence makes me wanna take the stairs* L2 ]" {! o# m0 p2 {: e
If you were here we'd laugh about their vacant stares. \+ d. v {3 E6 R y) ~
But right now, my time is theirs/ d4 N7 P7 S/ y
Seems like there's always someone who disapproves& D+ b* B) M; o, P
They'll judge it like they know about me and you
8 a! b! A6 o. O5 [8 H$ h$ BAnd the verdict comes from those with nothing else to do. i% R! N& v& \' L) z& l/ ^5 r
The jury's out, my choice is you, D9 B6 g5 ]' r
4 I0 N# {9 _* aSo don't you worry your pretty little mind,5 m6 n0 E+ d7 Y- d* Y
People throw rocks at things that shine8 Y$ y$ H) g& ?
and life makes love look hard
0 o) x3 ^: \- w# R5 V2 YThe stakes are high, the water's rough7 v0 u/ I1 r+ u) m
But this love is ours
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0 N! ]. q+ Z5 X, R9 _1 HYou never know what people have up their sleeves! t H" W1 Q: [$ S* J) u
Ghosts from your past gonna jump out at me
Z" _$ y: v4 A, |6 R. pLurking in the shadows with their lipgloss smiles
/ m' K* S' `2 |, u8 |, P0 n) PBut I don't care1 G) @. u" {6 A1 o$ p
Cause right now you're mine
1 M" x" N O8 q. e/ KAnd you'll say,$ W$ y3 ?" r: }* N5 M) G2 ^5 W$ M: A
) f: a1 o% O# D2 D1 R7 r9 X' zSo don't you worry your pretty little mind,
" }6 U% R9 |/ d! r$ kPeople throw rocks at things that shine
7 m% ^; B) n0 r$ Z: Z1 d' T: G/ tand life makes love look hard.
- l! ~; c" a" S# V! C2 ]The stakes are high, the water's rough
: |2 m3 e. \4 s. l$ pBut this love is ours.
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1 t, A& O4 R0 m4 L9 o& \: d$ f, v7 OAnd it's not theirs to speculate if it's wrong and
8 q: _) {! \' Q% y. uYour hands are tough but they are where mine belong in
/ i# d6 ]9 Z" m5 }4 m# rI'll fight their doubts and give you faith with this song for you* _9 |$ X* c3 W" \# x
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Cause I love the gap between your teeth2 b+ a2 ?2 `, C+ y2 `
and I love the riddles that you speak( n1 c! E0 n3 I+ [8 p5 m
And any snide remarks from my father about your tattoos will be ignored; Y6 p( \0 ]1 \3 ?
Cause my heart is yours
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4 x9 j: g8 h9 d. S5 l7 uSo don't you worry your pretty little mind
/ P& }- U. i/ v" I& W/ qPeople throw rocks at things that shine
. h* j w1 q9 g; o( n GAnd life makes love look hard
5 o) I' `/ s+ _& U) r3 \: F8 LBut don't you worry your pretty little mind, {4 @9 {+ J" k2 ?' r7 p
People throw rocks at things that shine
8 z$ c9 a# G3 y" k- _. ^- v IBut they can't take what's ours
2 x) T5 P, T3 qThey can't take what's ours
* z" O/ f, A" Q! ~The stakes are high, the water's rough
, C- t: b! \3 U6 H! _+ HBut this love is ours |
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