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Elevator buttons and morning air% f. Y6 S7 U" d0 f* D; d* [, A
Stranger silence makes me wanna take the stairs
% ~: G8 `9 y6 D+ d; U# BIf you were here we'd laugh about their vacant stares
# n% q# ]2 x, \: YBut right now, my time is theirs5 p: w# v4 L$ w3 e
Seems like there's always someone who disapproves4 u) u/ q; D9 X9 ~2 k% a: H1 a
They'll judge it like they know about me and you
) i' T" s" r' WAnd the verdict comes from those with nothing else to do
; k/ ]3 a2 U, qThe jury's out, my choice is you
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8 `" M# J6 H- |9 g. v7 y4 O) y" B( k' CSo don't you worry your pretty little mind,
' e8 e; i7 }8 ^$ l8 g" [& JPeople throw rocks at things that shine6 a6 c7 H: A2 ?8 a4 P: e/ Q+ W* L
and life makes love look hard
& L8 p0 _$ N5 \. oThe stakes are high, the water's rough* a T4 G. J$ B# a
But this love is ours& a. f5 h+ ?; e3 k9 h
2 j0 I5 v5 k- iYou never know what people have up their sleeves" q- \0 C. x1 r1 a6 k
Ghosts from your past gonna jump out at me$ o- J- A( U- N) _$ V
Lurking in the shadows with their lipgloss smiles" i' K6 K# _0 i" Q, B3 j; ~
But I don't care
' e2 f2 j6 y1 z" z; DCause right now you're mine+ j7 W$ Y% j k' W2 R% A4 K a, H
And you'll say,
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So don't you worry your pretty little mind,+ @7 q5 w! W2 }3 B. T3 N
People throw rocks at things that shine+ C7 D4 {" _8 |6 S4 i
and life makes love look hard.
# k# x" R) c9 F2 L2 l$ T2 T8 _' F0 AThe stakes are high, the water's rough
4 Z: M4 _) C6 b% OBut this love is ours.4 u3 o3 w2 T( v. a9 m
$ x5 J( I; U, ^And it's not theirs to speculate if it's wrong and
$ ~) d0 q- N) o" D+ X& \2 G. A; wYour hands are tough but they are where mine belong in
, D# P$ Y2 Q/ [ ?* N, oI'll fight their doubts and give you faith with this song for you
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. b& R- l% ^" ^! W7 I& G$ qCause I love the gap between your teeth
# H* g+ ]# N1 Tand I love the riddles that you speak1 ]' C, I+ z: j8 s
And any snide remarks from my father about your tattoos will be ignored3 z8 y5 Q( K6 v
Cause my heart is yours
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$ v0 t8 ]/ @) r4 h) b: iSo don't you worry your pretty little mind
8 O2 {$ W$ ^8 j3 M7 v: q$ XPeople throw rocks at things that shine+ q) d% h9 }0 ]0 a1 f* @
And life makes love look hard
4 E: Z7 H# [6 rBut don't you worry your pretty little mind) g& F f. e2 [- C# y$ W
People throw rocks at things that shine
- L& B6 @4 h7 c( o8 j2 nBut they can't take what's ours" n4 b/ D- n6 s4 r5 l! Y
They can't take what's ours
% E7 n# x2 {2 vThe stakes are high, the water's rough
5 v7 O" S4 ^, P# r/ v! hBut this love is ours |
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