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7 b, [6 c( N# |; t' Q5 c! a* cElevator buttons and morning air
# R1 \2 D9 N9 T! R% S2 R dStranger silence makes me wanna take the stairs
) A% Z- c! g4 I6 m' U/ uIf you were here we'd laugh about their vacant stares( W7 k! x1 S1 I+ t
But right now, my time is theirs. L+ ?7 V4 _6 k5 M7 m
Seems like there's always someone who disapproves- a- w7 a' D. i
They'll judge it like they know about me and you! N) G7 h1 A3 S1 S/ O1 u
And the verdict comes from those with nothing else to do. L# C# P1 ^0 ?$ ~: M
The jury's out, my choice is you
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So don't you worry your pretty little mind,
4 f7 F9 Z2 U9 n0 _$ ^People throw rocks at things that shine. s& L& N: R4 o& Y3 j9 u
and life makes love look hard
% h: d6 I' |3 a4 {2 f1 _" mThe stakes are high, the water's rough
0 @" \0 f1 Q0 |# eBut this love is ours; E" F' A7 w [# J5 l
* f" Y# j" o2 O& R: TYou never know what people have up their sleeves( i3 b; {+ A3 b, y" q3 n
Ghosts from your past gonna jump out at me
1 J% i8 |# {' t3 h# R& y0 e5 b% eLurking in the shadows with their lipgloss smiles
! d9 n/ Z& R6 UBut I don't care. F7 t# L6 I- l: E9 F4 H3 b& b# d
Cause right now you're mine1 |4 b G* \6 B5 G' N! g
And you'll say,) u/ J, s) N3 @" N! `0 h3 Z
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So don't you worry your pretty little mind,
" F2 N% [- e7 K) a# JPeople throw rocks at things that shine: B+ d% B. n8 }1 C& u* M& W
and life makes love look hard.
+ K. x' U: z8 Y$ CThe stakes are high, the water's rough
3 _% f$ W8 H- e6 q! ~But this love is ours.2 X- G5 H, K4 S. U8 u. Y
2 K8 j8 d+ `( ? f/ ?& {. v7 y$ mAnd it's not theirs to speculate if it's wrong and
4 P' @9 f5 o0 _* t* a, E( JYour hands are tough but they are where mine belong in
* L% I$ K( ?. s; w# d2 \; l% GI'll fight their doubts and give you faith with this song for you' J2 R! h9 _: `9 s$ k
3 E, n8 n& ^8 }& }$ cCause I love the gap between your teeth9 I7 f& C+ v0 z& E" T8 |
and I love the riddles that you speak) A! N; N# l7 h: m4 P8 m2 T
And any snide remarks from my father about your tattoos will be ignored
5 k8 |$ H1 O# v o4 V6 eCause my heart is yours3 r2 D: S$ Y# [- A
+ O% u t/ G/ Z, H! [' HSo don't you worry your pretty little mind
/ H5 O$ k }$ h. SPeople throw rocks at things that shine5 `5 B, b+ t) r' Y4 w4 s7 N/ Z/ U F* T
And life makes love look hard
: r9 T& }2 \( a% m2 ^ CBut don't you worry your pretty little mind
& k$ ?! _& f3 NPeople throw rocks at things that shine& B% [8 A9 w% a
But they can't take what's ours/ f" p1 g8 E7 e/ R
They can't take what's ours0 E. H6 J1 J8 l" E
The stakes are high, the water's rough6 `. N; p* {2 V
But this love is ours |
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