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Elevator buttons and morning air
3 J( t( c. i) I8 P FStranger silence makes me wanna take the stairs
, d+ s% t( h4 d% yIf you were here we'd laugh about their vacant stares
8 b8 O& {' e6 R6 ZBut right now, my time is theirs
P1 g1 A2 V+ ~. T- {/ ySeems like there's always someone who disapproves! G! M- i) N5 o) `! x
They'll judge it like they know about me and you
3 M2 C @& u0 |- kAnd the verdict comes from those with nothing else to do' P& {) B6 j. G$ t Z) P3 g7 h
The jury's out, my choice is you
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; o* m$ g, G9 c$ r' b3 z# ESo don't you worry your pretty little mind,& b% f, D' @0 h2 h
People throw rocks at things that shine
; e; F9 y3 y5 B+ z9 {and life makes love look hard
8 r4 j7 X0 P' n* m! ?+ OThe stakes are high, the water's rough
! }* x f) T2 G- G( q" H# Z. jBut this love is ours
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You never know what people have up their sleeves
6 K! a6 z1 F, {: }$ T% LGhosts from your past gonna jump out at me
/ m7 Y3 [: \4 S0 j4 ]0 B/ w3 ALurking in the shadows with their lipgloss smiles h$ A! T, |- o7 C) T j
But I don't care' v9 U7 S" ]+ {
Cause right now you're mine
* b# O1 ?% I C$ eAnd you'll say,
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So don't you worry your pretty little mind,1 r* j7 ] o" m: M5 g5 d" t
People throw rocks at things that shine
& J' J+ U* M4 M$ Eand life makes love look hard.
: w6 S; r/ y* U. D! h/ l$ SThe stakes are high, the water's rough- [# c" m" w, q- H5 z0 ]
But this love is ours." b2 t/ ~, {4 O
. r) g+ N# w- K6 p% {And it's not theirs to speculate if it's wrong and
4 W* C% t3 C) ]Your hands are tough but they are where mine belong in
. i1 f9 I. L2 _9 I, w) z9 _I'll fight their doubts and give you faith with this song for you( b) B* f" w j( \6 ]* |% h2 s7 u
0 b& I; [; R/ \5 w: ]) n; N3 u/ u* XCause I love the gap between your teeth
# w5 y0 | x( g5 M' Z; P1 \and I love the riddles that you speak. ?! t' [$ X7 B' G
And any snide remarks from my father about your tattoos will be ignored4 _ d1 R( A/ r7 c% u3 e
Cause my heart is yours
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: n7 B6 A0 X" F" l- C: U4 [So don't you worry your pretty little mind1 c2 f1 D: U. }; G) u! I& X0 {
People throw rocks at things that shine
- P8 @ q- z' r1 G& HAnd life makes love look hard) t6 E. N m' K$ Z, q5 p- [
But don't you worry your pretty little mind
0 W5 [& h3 J7 t7 M$ dPeople throw rocks at things that shine! C' z! L' ~) f% C
But they can't take what's ours
* N( j: i' @* S5 vThey can't take what's ours! ~( {6 f7 g: m; ~
The stakes are high, the water's rough
' U% O- w; j8 d" G3 y( m5 v5 T; OBut this love is ours |
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