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Elevator buttons and morning air
% \2 w' L' _* y0 K; w; }6 o2 a! SStranger silence makes me wanna take the stairs/ P( s7 k1 G; L& z0 s# Y% C' b6 ^) \
If you were here we'd laugh about their vacant stares& g4 t5 j1 q2 `# Q1 ^( Y0 [
But right now, my time is theirs, |! o$ P6 {' P7 j% X% h
Seems like there's always someone who disapproves+ q6 w: k; |1 b2 n( U* Y
They'll judge it like they know about me and you1 P# f, h' h7 D" _6 k% D$ g# P
And the verdict comes from those with nothing else to do
7 ^" C" ]1 Z5 z! M* w: \The jury's out, my choice is you( u7 f. N) n$ w9 I6 w, ?
. z3 ]8 i' d6 G/ l! xSo don't you worry your pretty little mind,
* B' N1 ]0 o! N9 ^( d: rPeople throw rocks at things that shine4 c' z. r4 C! R
and life makes love look hard6 K( x/ N9 W7 c1 J7 Q+ ]3 S# o9 y
The stakes are high, the water's rough% P% `3 f$ l3 _4 @; P
But this love is ours: A: p6 K O0 q0 a
+ @+ r, Y; m" T1 }, H1 TYou never know what people have up their sleeves0 N, Q8 s, _6 q6 k7 o
Ghosts from your past gonna jump out at me
( p! a+ W0 r- i. P; e; FLurking in the shadows with their lipgloss smiles
H+ \( [/ d' EBut I don't care6 N# B$ d+ n0 G) y+ X3 ?
Cause right now you're mine
j# {0 R. _4 t( vAnd you'll say,
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$ X" s% T2 ^9 G9 H9 VSo don't you worry your pretty little mind,
7 @, C- j# a0 I8 q1 S- Z6 nPeople throw rocks at things that shine, l$ W5 N0 [8 k3 O9 w' g3 V
and life makes love look hard.
! B+ J0 g# c. p" M5 uThe stakes are high, the water's rough" ^! i8 {* E2 B1 S* ~: s# _' U4 E
But this love is ours.
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. n; O* i9 b: c0 kAnd it's not theirs to speculate if it's wrong and
- u1 q. G; h! v2 B9 J/ q8 cYour hands are tough but they are where mine belong in
# A: e( x, ^6 o& ~+ t8 z! {' CI'll fight their doubts and give you faith with this song for you9 e5 v; i# D" F- D: T; u8 e6 q: m
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Cause I love the gap between your teeth
( ?. R" T' [. Pand I love the riddles that you speak
, q! ?) M! C9 L" L3 SAnd any snide remarks from my father about your tattoos will be ignored5 l8 J4 p/ u* C" P4 u# i9 h
Cause my heart is yours) R z% i, @1 q1 r
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So don't you worry your pretty little mind$ W" P: G# o- O B0 D+ Z
People throw rocks at things that shine
! c0 B+ f% I0 F+ UAnd life makes love look hard
, k6 h! ^. S! @6 K3 ABut don't you worry your pretty little mind
% a- O% `) p6 T6 \3 ZPeople throw rocks at things that shine: o( g. g* c; \& H/ X
But they can't take what's ours4 _$ M6 l5 X# v; q
They can't take what's ours
) y$ A9 t% L) h/ K1 O. P( yThe stakes are high, the water's rough
* ? b. }8 `) o1 D/ TBut this love is ours |
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