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Elevator buttons and morning air/ g# _: o6 _' T
Stranger silence makes me wanna take the stairs/ U& n2 t# _- v- u
If you were here we'd laugh about their vacant stares. K$ S; k( B/ C; h. U1 r6 `" p
But right now, my time is theirs
7 Y: y& j N# v: M" Y7 YSeems like there's always someone who disapproves
' I' ?( S6 I5 W V" v3 G( R* |They'll judge it like they know about me and you% J3 }1 a. h9 B
And the verdict comes from those with nothing else to do' \7 E3 {) m5 j: O! _3 v
The jury's out, my choice is you
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So don't you worry your pretty little mind,- Q! _% T( x/ I$ {# ^! e1 x7 k
People throw rocks at things that shine
7 M9 Y+ @* e% H8 g* s4 Iand life makes love look hard
) C }, i9 a" F; e* j& q" l4 wThe stakes are high, the water's rough
9 U% p* N5 V5 o1 IBut this love is ours; `4 P& r1 V. z e0 p" r
9 e1 S5 Y% @- D6 o5 l+ B* B. qYou never know what people have up their sleeves
* l0 a# h4 X, S. eGhosts from your past gonna jump out at me
$ ^0 ]3 n! |, _; U" X1 GLurking in the shadows with their lipgloss smiles
: l& {# G; `3 [9 e; E3 }But I don't care
3 \. U8 s, y, a7 R4 }" gCause right now you're mine
2 V4 H9 S) r8 Y9 \$ I/ lAnd you'll say,
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& X- b, V }% F/ c0 A* VSo don't you worry your pretty little mind,
5 ]2 f0 g! O' D0 [7 \, i7 qPeople throw rocks at things that shine
6 s; i5 Z6 K6 {0 G& uand life makes love look hard.
+ S& u3 t' Q' ~& g( uThe stakes are high, the water's rough
+ r. w" O4 |1 w$ a6 {8 J6 s7 Y7 zBut this love is ours.
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And it's not theirs to speculate if it's wrong and3 |& z; v7 \9 }) E
Your hands are tough but they are where mine belong in% v/ E* q& l5 d
I'll fight their doubts and give you faith with this song for you! [0 `3 Y" E3 P8 e" r' x" V) M
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Cause I love the gap between your teeth
* r+ ?* P9 U, b# Aand I love the riddles that you speak* e. n7 e. M! O0 g$ _6 w
And any snide remarks from my father about your tattoos will be ignored5 t& P* l( U! G" I; i
Cause my heart is yours8 K8 l1 {$ s/ Q: }1 l9 [- e+ n: W3 I
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So don't you worry your pretty little mind
0 `2 D2 W# |; p* P/ YPeople throw rocks at things that shine
0 F# X$ a& g# a+ V' A* Z2 ~9 Y! x- ^4 sAnd life makes love look hard- F+ G: V( r( v5 q3 q
But don't you worry your pretty little mind
! Z* D: m1 [/ y/ H3 {People throw rocks at things that shine
# R4 j. x6 d1 p$ g. g: IBut they can't take what's ours
# O+ z* Y6 X% N3 j0 eThey can't take what's ours# d- g; Y* d; |& V
The stakes are high, the water's rough; U% e7 @& {# i A+ J! p
But this love is ours |
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