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Elevator buttons and morning air
5 Y$ E7 R6 Z, FStranger silence makes me wanna take the stairs
2 n* O. C# U q6 a# L$ FIf you were here we'd laugh about their vacant stares
& G* z- f) o1 o* i; T1 }* s7 KBut right now, my time is theirs' c* q3 ~7 }4 n0 b+ d- {: U
Seems like there's always someone who disapproves; p& ` X8 l9 j6 {- C
They'll judge it like they know about me and you
5 X: a" T/ G) oAnd the verdict comes from those with nothing else to do! y2 N- `+ R# `; }
The jury's out, my choice is you( j8 y% ?( h" R# c' C
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So don't you worry your pretty little mind,. P$ W3 H O6 k; E1 r' ^
People throw rocks at things that shine& @% r* b. i6 H) b6 {6 N) l6 D. l
and life makes love look hard
. t6 Z, R5 V) i$ W2 vThe stakes are high, the water's rough
# o+ q R8 T C$ KBut this love is ours: z$ i7 P( p7 m9 Q! B6 F/ U
7 h$ M) O& u1 z7 K8 sYou never know what people have up their sleeves
; p8 g& K! s8 F: i) J3 b K3 `1 u* XGhosts from your past gonna jump out at me
& ~- H) W' J' y& F" V* I9 f- ~' ]Lurking in the shadows with their lipgloss smiles
' D( @0 [& m- v9 fBut I don't care
# ^2 _2 h( }7 ?Cause right now you're mine; r, N7 P& H1 R0 p$ z* k% ^
And you'll say,
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So don't you worry your pretty little mind,3 A$ T5 t5 m. k
People throw rocks at things that shine4 y* D3 r" z, R0 D
and life makes love look hard.
; n% _( ^: s% d2 C5 J9 ZThe stakes are high, the water's rough) O5 M4 t5 w* g+ l' K
But this love is ours.
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And it's not theirs to speculate if it's wrong and4 E; S+ k& ~/ P( V3 M4 D7 k
Your hands are tough but they are where mine belong in
* E: G2 h4 c. B2 ZI'll fight their doubts and give you faith with this song for you
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Cause I love the gap between your teeth
9 Q: s0 h% S& F0 R, S' q# D9 P0 Band I love the riddles that you speak( {% i D7 U6 {& a( n9 i+ l4 m
And any snide remarks from my father about your tattoos will be ignored
, M5 v+ [, f9 @; TCause my heart is yours" o$ ^, Y; r# G: R9 [- G" r) K) w2 _8 p
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So don't you worry your pretty little mind5 l2 h- `+ {) Q9 p9 O$ e
People throw rocks at things that shine( x+ t. l$ q3 S% P
And life makes love look hard& w7 k- O- q1 ]
But don't you worry your pretty little mind: F& j% Y; C( E- U% y; I
People throw rocks at things that shine
9 R' _' @+ ?5 UBut they can't take what's ours" Z a8 K3 W. j* X$ q2 F& V
They can't take what's ours% \; W# \- q9 }3 T
The stakes are high, the water's rough2 f) q/ P$ u9 `4 K
But this love is ours |
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