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H! J9 T* Z3 }' jElevator buttons and morning air
9 r4 n; s- D! U- Q* bStranger silence makes me wanna take the stairs
! s) T& F7 t7 I6 w! C& k0 pIf you were here we'd laugh about their vacant stares
+ r1 {: P; C& F) z+ e5 p DBut right now, my time is theirs. r# j, e/ A" q- ?
Seems like there's always someone who disapproves
. R3 L; O- c, G: f7 {6 w3 ]They'll judge it like they know about me and you& E B# u9 K$ q. `( s
And the verdict comes from those with nothing else to do+ s/ S8 F- }8 P" \7 J: r
The jury's out, my choice is you
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( h, X$ ^) W; g( z2 DSo don't you worry your pretty little mind,( S) w/ D1 f) p/ f, i
People throw rocks at things that shine
) u% q( M# T+ B7 W. V7 L0 D- F" \and life makes love look hard
L t9 B" ~& \3 \7 D5 a% q' lThe stakes are high, the water's rough B7 j: I, p4 L0 m1 S$ {" C% ?
But this love is ours
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. j2 K6 P1 N) w( K! i2 Y! g5 v3 bYou never know what people have up their sleeves0 _( H0 r( P( I1 l X0 z6 A4 k
Ghosts from your past gonna jump out at me
# b6 ^) {8 x) @( K. J& H( }Lurking in the shadows with their lipgloss smiles
5 |: f5 f3 v# J; P4 Q4 ~( H; eBut I don't care+ U& ?0 H. E& [. T x# |6 {2 y
Cause right now you're mine8 Y! I; U( a5 Y8 c# H8 f6 R
And you'll say,' O: `+ _' V" Y! K/ z1 R
8 v/ ^7 i" M# A/ K: D2 X/ u8 ASo don't you worry your pretty little mind,8 u8 u- G( \$ \4 U4 x) d
People throw rocks at things that shine
. ]8 {$ g) u5 `+ d/ K4 p4 O( f8 nand life makes love look hard.
7 h, t' K$ h1 ?- v. D, F5 nThe stakes are high, the water's rough
- n6 }. s7 A/ r" q$ }' iBut this love is ours.
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And it's not theirs to speculate if it's wrong and2 X ?# J& i( r6 F' n
Your hands are tough but they are where mine belong in. ^! T/ p5 P0 |1 i0 Y0 Y. R5 g `
I'll fight their doubts and give you faith with this song for you, @- `1 E" x# U( o0 ?0 v* F
9 z) V0 S. J9 Z7 Z* o& @9 v; J0 KCause I love the gap between your teeth
$ J; w) r7 e) R; Tand I love the riddles that you speak& s+ T! S. e5 ^* ?! l
And any snide remarks from my father about your tattoos will be ignored
# H" g, B" A- ]0 N# xCause my heart is yours
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So don't you worry your pretty little mind
! T( f# [4 M' |. [* RPeople throw rocks at things that shine
+ B4 {6 c' y& z3 k( L' K5 S1 U: DAnd life makes love look hard
1 O, r7 r4 P3 H) K: w9 f+ z. LBut don't you worry your pretty little mind
; N% M* ^% m9 TPeople throw rocks at things that shine" z" Z! G" U$ e, j1 E u1 P
But they can't take what's ours
* e8 D! g, c, d5 K( x/ l5 u+ T# XThey can't take what's ours6 y+ z. P) w4 m% y- c5 g" o5 R
The stakes are high, the water's rough
( m8 c9 r, X% y" U& ^But this love is ours |
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