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Elevator buttons and morning air0 e {4 Y& \. @. q z& [: S- i; P
Stranger silence makes me wanna take the stairs* K f7 G3 ], T0 t; U, l
If you were here we'd laugh about their vacant stares6 y% W: R4 r) P+ c4 e" h
But right now, my time is theirs
3 F5 v: f5 t2 k5 b( y, [/ l! @, lSeems like there's always someone who disapproves3 K% j' j" m1 j9 ]" D
They'll judge it like they know about me and you+ U3 S+ _8 d* d0 v2 q0 e* y! i
And the verdict comes from those with nothing else to do
* u4 k w: G) y% a3 k0 LThe jury's out, my choice is you& W0 S5 H$ _/ x- S. {6 ^
! V f6 p+ n& `3 ~So don't you worry your pretty little mind,9 e; r9 [( j* |" f7 A: W) x# {
People throw rocks at things that shine6 _: _+ B8 G O6 J9 b2 |
and life makes love look hard
8 N! L, Y3 q& G! a8 \1 W" yThe stakes are high, the water's rough) Y' ?1 t( a/ b
But this love is ours
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/ h3 T l- o/ r) E7 k6 NYou never know what people have up their sleeves0 H( P: \' Z6 e3 X5 i( q. F* W
Ghosts from your past gonna jump out at me. P+ p& F/ ]4 l
Lurking in the shadows with their lipgloss smiles
) _; }7 Y- d- ?3 w' y1 iBut I don't care$ _: e0 J: e( g9 Y: L' z
Cause right now you're mine
' j% R: R6 a% k; ]4 ?6 P& sAnd you'll say,
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2 f& _1 x* o {9 X/ c3 ~So don't you worry your pretty little mind,
3 n O' w3 v9 g1 K8 {( KPeople throw rocks at things that shine
/ n2 X2 g" z$ q3 N# g0 S) |and life makes love look hard. [" C8 A* ]% T0 J+ D
The stakes are high, the water's rough, E. j" C' |1 r' h2 Q6 J& g% F
But this love is ours.9 c$ g: X Y) t8 W6 L
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And it's not theirs to speculate if it's wrong and
; P8 L& J L- }8 k" C! E( sYour hands are tough but they are where mine belong in
0 ?* `) W8 c. `! J F9 d3 @I'll fight their doubts and give you faith with this song for you& k) t4 I9 S$ O/ [
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Cause I love the gap between your teeth
, N& B( e& X9 zand I love the riddles that you speak
' k( H8 m) i) I( e6 a9 ~And any snide remarks from my father about your tattoos will be ignored
% q. n* k/ b* eCause my heart is yours
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So don't you worry your pretty little mind
( f& X8 n+ d8 hPeople throw rocks at things that shine4 ^8 k+ S/ J' r$ m- l+ k$ \) L
And life makes love look hard
1 b# o: j6 k1 h+ LBut don't you worry your pretty little mind3 U$ @1 G* e1 W$ g
People throw rocks at things that shine8 s% S$ _! E" u- o
But they can't take what's ours
5 M$ ?$ O5 P; X& hThey can't take what's ours
$ ~/ o6 d. C; e# ], N3 c, h6 SThe stakes are high, the water's rough
! W- {- f- O! [( N- l9 j1 NBut this love is ours |
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