 鲜花( 499)  鸡蛋( 10)
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Elevator buttons and morning air2 \( q) M8 K5 \
Stranger silence makes me wanna take the stairs0 ]. L6 ]6 W P1 d
If you were here we'd laugh about their vacant stares' @; v2 q! o* e1 A, o
But right now, my time is theirs7 X' t. R$ P/ A& S! l; G+ e: b/ C
Seems like there's always someone who disapproves! [- B2 q3 Q; h) E2 i5 C
They'll judge it like they know about me and you
0 I# N7 {/ }6 E- o* m* ^: }And the verdict comes from those with nothing else to do
' S' R2 o: H8 E6 FThe jury's out, my choice is you6 Q0 U, C6 n( C
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So don't you worry your pretty little mind,- x" n; C7 E# l: p5 J
People throw rocks at things that shine
7 ]4 r& ~" v5 X* l8 wand life makes love look hard
: @2 w2 d7 P6 q9 \$ K8 _The stakes are high, the water's rough
* x- h& X+ x' k( `+ \$ wBut this love is ours {$ q# c, o: P+ g+ q7 @7 p3 I
) e& Y8 {! w. M3 h1 C* Y9 P! TYou never know what people have up their sleeves
5 d% t- }4 l3 \2 SGhosts from your past gonna jump out at me/ q( M$ Q/ z; l( Y: G$ R2 S1 {& Q$ Y
Lurking in the shadows with their lipgloss smiles7 z$ S4 l1 s! \% w% u }) x# C
But I don't care
9 Y a) O& X# f8 r) z- S! T- QCause right now you're mine
& c# [. U& L* s' n1 a# @, _And you'll say,* s5 N d. b. H3 l9 i, Z! D; [. |
& O* w5 ?+ |0 M5 _% w) p$ \So don't you worry your pretty little mind,
' G# ^8 L% a, x; m6 NPeople throw rocks at things that shine! b4 n7 w, p7 `5 x3 y
and life makes love look hard.4 {8 ~. e$ X, J6 I6 I
The stakes are high, the water's rough
7 o) g' t3 W" t* Y+ \( \* ^- _) GBut this love is ours.6 z/ l( t1 S8 ]6 ]( T! T
/ M% R! ]& ^5 K( }5 `+ sAnd it's not theirs to speculate if it's wrong and
1 a8 O+ f$ H* O, DYour hands are tough but they are where mine belong in
7 N. y0 l0 x2 GI'll fight their doubts and give you faith with this song for you4 A6 }# R( X9 v. Q7 J3 ~
8 x6 W; x' @" L% b6 r( V' W' yCause I love the gap between your teeth( E. t' t, ]% t7 Q
and I love the riddles that you speak6 w7 g5 C% K$ v9 a1 q1 u
And any snide remarks from my father about your tattoos will be ignored
% W* d0 C% j. R9 o% n! y7 y* ^Cause my heart is yours; Q# Z4 E @ q' n1 }
! x' P3 Z) v8 n+ F7 f8 g8 _So don't you worry your pretty little mind/ C y2 W. i0 M$ ]5 V/ N$ h6 m
People throw rocks at things that shine
' V$ I) n8 |# r1 r0 QAnd life makes love look hard
3 p3 k: J0 E- M$ o1 Z/ E2 dBut don't you worry your pretty little mind( A; g" z0 C- N3 Y- h3 e. L: d
People throw rocks at things that shine
# B1 |2 w" Y1 f- L2 l# sBut they can't take what's ours( ]2 q' w2 @4 p/ g3 H
They can't take what's ours, R& \- {: I% V ^9 Q* }
The stakes are high, the water's rough, O' q2 v! ?* C+ A3 z7 h
But this love is ours |
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