 鲜花( 499)  鸡蛋( 10)
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Elevator buttons and morning air0 r5 Q- P# {$ X6 h
Stranger silence makes me wanna take the stairs# k& w0 X' H# n: ]% W2 u) {3 Y
If you were here we'd laugh about their vacant stares$ d/ Z0 w+ ]: J2 G
But right now, my time is theirs
2 H/ x/ C: R6 @Seems like there's always someone who disapproves
* r! `. d6 _! `1 {2 n o2 hThey'll judge it like they know about me and you
4 S7 W* |' p: y# M( IAnd the verdict comes from those with nothing else to do$ ~+ ^+ x+ A/ c* b6 K
The jury's out, my choice is you
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$ R/ y: q& @- z. pSo don't you worry your pretty little mind,/ e" a! ~( n$ {( A
People throw rocks at things that shine
7 N; R, [- H6 W' _: N4 V& Vand life makes love look hard/ a( G* T3 u3 o
The stakes are high, the water's rough' q6 M( M5 B* I/ P. c$ ?" |6 a c* }
But this love is ours
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You never know what people have up their sleeves
6 D) k, l- j' ^7 x) l- Z* V0 Q3 n9 }, IGhosts from your past gonna jump out at me- H4 P) {( e/ }# q! Y% `$ x; V( I
Lurking in the shadows with their lipgloss smiles5 Y- B- |0 v" w) _
But I don't care/ A. ^! y9 I: P1 e+ ]
Cause right now you're mine
3 k3 U. f% W8 @( {+ g; _6 dAnd you'll say,
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8 |. w6 j7 P; N' k9 i2 OSo don't you worry your pretty little mind,$ f7 k: ^( @! u. n4 g
People throw rocks at things that shine
8 g4 ~# I3 N% [+ s7 Wand life makes love look hard.
/ n7 e" x8 Q) v7 IThe stakes are high, the water's rough
2 O7 x$ V2 a$ ?2 S3 X1 WBut this love is ours.
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1 \; p3 T1 V/ b: j% \, E3 T0 ZAnd it's not theirs to speculate if it's wrong and6 l: R* T, ^$ s" x
Your hands are tough but they are where mine belong in
. X. K& X& ?9 l$ U' JI'll fight their doubts and give you faith with this song for you1 m' O& ?: c8 ~6 \( G9 U! N
7 r- M) ]7 s& `8 Y, X& L8 j5 HCause I love the gap between your teeth2 J# y+ d$ i7 R' @8 ~. H- p
and I love the riddles that you speak
! c2 L# H# m; Q- XAnd any snide remarks from my father about your tattoos will be ignored
' ^# A& M" z+ g. hCause my heart is yours3 D f5 y1 r4 \9 J8 W
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So don't you worry your pretty little mind
9 h w* K; B! x' U5 m' J. N9 m% P& HPeople throw rocks at things that shine/ c* Q+ l7 l: a2 t+ a5 I& A/ F
And life makes love look hard& D, ?' k, o( A& s
But don't you worry your pretty little mind
/ }3 y8 }& V- d% H* {7 k, kPeople throw rocks at things that shine
8 I a( F& C1 R/ J+ ZBut they can't take what's ours
3 w8 d1 _6 X! J$ G# H# B/ CThey can't take what's ours# [. u u: L! |, Q- E/ q; x
The stakes are high, the water's rough# M# U) k/ A3 i8 {
But this love is ours |
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