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Elevator buttons and morning air
2 @) w$ a: [5 I5 z' vStranger silence makes me wanna take the stairs- h. u7 A1 y5 B& d9 j7 r3 N
If you were here we'd laugh about their vacant stares' h6 d1 H6 H8 B
But right now, my time is theirs- F1 g5 H* b; ]6 q' I5 Q" t
Seems like there's always someone who disapproves* @; k' T8 I; j/ T
They'll judge it like they know about me and you* n, g3 Y1 A" R9 Z. y* d# g
And the verdict comes from those with nothing else to do
" i$ Y: P% g1 WThe jury's out, my choice is you
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So don't you worry your pretty little mind, [% h* r i' [3 L1 W
People throw rocks at things that shine
0 Y4 C% _8 X. \1 G, ^and life makes love look hard% E; l' @ d5 e, x# Q. P
The stakes are high, the water's rough; ^2 B+ X- z# ?+ M( Z+ A) T B: y3 m
But this love is ours
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You never know what people have up their sleeves! R, N( x/ p0 D8 N& _& Z; o# Z) I
Ghosts from your past gonna jump out at me
V; |/ j+ B/ o5 x4 Z |# x/ VLurking in the shadows with their lipgloss smiles
3 C# w' q, T! M- [/ Z5 `2 mBut I don't care$ \5 x" r' J- ^$ \1 g; y* G; K
Cause right now you're mine& g& B# J2 r3 P! p" }/ d% E0 X
And you'll say,& T, B+ m% W" t& T6 L: k
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So don't you worry your pretty little mind,
3 H5 D+ `% S. G1 @0 EPeople throw rocks at things that shine
* r0 ~6 g/ W0 Y$ V6 sand life makes love look hard.
& d& P w9 v$ b+ Z! j- fThe stakes are high, the water's rough# |) M7 B- @% Q* o: t* O0 C
But this love is ours., k' A$ U' x" i: q- T2 p8 h! V, J
; B1 o1 ~7 Y& A3 FAnd it's not theirs to speculate if it's wrong and+ E/ a* ]- O" l/ v
Your hands are tough but they are where mine belong in
2 O6 y4 I/ |: ]/ Y6 [I'll fight their doubts and give you faith with this song for you+ V5 f# J$ Z% T, h$ R! S+ V
" k" G/ n- [, T7 F. FCause I love the gap between your teeth
- t( \4 g2 E: B/ }2 {and I love the riddles that you speak
" L8 T& ]3 ?2 v0 qAnd any snide remarks from my father about your tattoos will be ignored
7 R" T j- @3 ]' FCause my heart is yours
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So don't you worry your pretty little mind
" _& q$ A2 [7 r/ \' d; q* { qPeople throw rocks at things that shine& d# z; ]7 V) U5 ~: E: ^4 y, K$ A
And life makes love look hard
* s* n; C+ J1 Z5 E# @+ O9 m; D# ABut don't you worry your pretty little mind
% ]3 m z* e; p9 b' _! V! lPeople throw rocks at things that shine% |) q' H4 |: l* M" k7 c
But they can't take what's ours& L' a! h# D M
They can't take what's ours
$ m& w+ j0 T8 s8 B* X, vThe stakes are high, the water's rough4 C) [1 }, l: n; `1 O" r: d9 T
But this love is ours |
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