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* S! b! t9 D) I% _Elevator buttons and morning air
; c# l9 l. u' @' gStranger silence makes me wanna take the stairs$ w: S. S. W+ C1 ]0 d# \9 o# ?8 ]
If you were here we'd laugh about their vacant stares
, e5 _3 O+ Z# m( r6 I( @2 a- C1 ?But right now, my time is theirs
; j" L" x! v; O/ a2 USeems like there's always someone who disapproves9 F: \2 C# A1 [6 o; ]5 E$ w
They'll judge it like they know about me and you/ w K# D/ D* g
And the verdict comes from those with nothing else to do
6 Y6 W7 C" z' N1 \2 K& y$ qThe jury's out, my choice is you& k3 d' a$ k. S
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So don't you worry your pretty little mind,
3 `, g4 ?+ Y- ^& `/ EPeople throw rocks at things that shine6 B7 Z: X! A1 U: V" g( p6 z
and life makes love look hard
5 d& _; U" h5 V( tThe stakes are high, the water's rough
+ T$ g! r1 f9 W3 O( [9 eBut this love is ours; t x. d' a/ B, X* d
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You never know what people have up their sleeves
; G. t6 ^/ } U7 c- F4 ^* oGhosts from your past gonna jump out at me
# a: J6 J0 {8 d: o7 t' ]Lurking in the shadows with their lipgloss smiles3 v! Y4 i; @( A
But I don't care! O! J, a1 a& _- t
Cause right now you're mine, m0 J5 \# _" e6 ]
And you'll say,, N \7 L& T! p( G! f$ G
% X7 k+ v1 v8 PSo don't you worry your pretty little mind,
+ P! a% R9 r5 M+ PPeople throw rocks at things that shine
a& {, V9 l* @6 a' Q, M) E; m, Nand life makes love look hard.# F2 f5 N5 E, T2 Q
The stakes are high, the water's rough+ {5 n' l1 R! l. O7 d
But this love is ours.
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And it's not theirs to speculate if it's wrong and
- O' ^* z8 C+ WYour hands are tough but they are where mine belong in
4 D+ Z. V2 i& }" `8 Z! t( yI'll fight their doubts and give you faith with this song for you6 c0 i1 L O5 n' U* O) ^
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Cause I love the gap between your teeth
! F9 c# n% A/ H/ V+ `- K" R3 \and I love the riddles that you speak! v7 s& V7 P0 a( A- I: k5 A
And any snide remarks from my father about your tattoos will be ignored
7 G$ }3 J" d* T' T4 G$ g- J lCause my heart is yours
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So don't you worry your pretty little mind6 l4 \% V$ x: Z' c2 u3 T
People throw rocks at things that shine2 I0 v# P' | c+ w# W& [
And life makes love look hard
( e0 B2 e5 f# GBut don't you worry your pretty little mind2 q" T* W9 G- e/ ?
People throw rocks at things that shine
/ g* j& Y1 p9 P0 d. s; D/ e8 eBut they can't take what's ours% I1 @- V1 L- _* e& M
They can't take what's ours; y0 i+ ]3 }; v8 p
The stakes are high, the water's rough$ [* E: ~2 s A2 [3 [
But this love is ours |
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