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Elevator buttons and morning air5 ~$ G+ t8 v8 S3 e
Stranger silence makes me wanna take the stairs
" n6 F* B/ F9 P% ~ {) K& DIf you were here we'd laugh about their vacant stares
. T4 z1 l. [2 y( @! HBut right now, my time is theirs
) i! }: c& Z* `" {0 k6 S, e, |Seems like there's always someone who disapproves3 r1 s. u8 U9 S! N
They'll judge it like they know about me and you3 p9 I7 z+ b8 q& ]- c0 L
And the verdict comes from those with nothing else to do/ J5 D/ ^ |& W8 B/ G
The jury's out, my choice is you6 q: n7 \% M# H. t/ A. s* N
: B7 {& J, v5 G. b3 d% e8 v/ oSo don't you worry your pretty little mind,
, [# |/ E; p* [5 t9 s u ]People throw rocks at things that shine. \5 i4 f; ~6 ]& W; U
and life makes love look hard9 s: I5 f8 k6 n4 q9 _ ^
The stakes are high, the water's rough& v: [3 e2 c; K3 Q9 e9 C" S
But this love is ours
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You never know what people have up their sleeves
2 d K* i- Z2 V5 LGhosts from your past gonna jump out at me
$ P3 \# |2 Q( ^" `% l. G5 cLurking in the shadows with their lipgloss smiles* s* `' H. d* R$ y7 B0 S
But I don't care
7 }$ p2 z- h( ~( Q- f1 s$ \/ R. HCause right now you're mine
0 y8 H% L+ \; u# z. aAnd you'll say,
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! g1 t7 J& p. ~So don't you worry your pretty little mind,
* c6 q, U6 K; v1 ?" d/ _ bPeople throw rocks at things that shine( \) U! E' ~' j; \
and life makes love look hard.2 a) i; T: Z- t7 _. H- }
The stakes are high, the water's rough
; O' g7 U. ]$ a' k( LBut this love is ours.& r0 L$ v) }3 d4 j+ j% E0 V4 G8 I
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And it's not theirs to speculate if it's wrong and* L) S, a+ G ]$ u% w
Your hands are tough but they are where mine belong in
) i/ `) M1 }% M0 E+ H' _; h* TI'll fight their doubts and give you faith with this song for you
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/ u! m- M/ h% t% U5 C* j% NCause I love the gap between your teeth
) D A+ p. A) ~and I love the riddles that you speak: k5 k: R: l' j4 k! `" t3 Z
And any snide remarks from my father about your tattoos will be ignored
0 s' [1 N( ?) mCause my heart is yours# S N3 h; {* K; W% }
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So don't you worry your pretty little mind
1 a4 i$ _! ]3 W7 d/ g6 YPeople throw rocks at things that shine
+ W$ E' b! p6 X4 f; J2 CAnd life makes love look hard
( @1 _3 Q1 w. [# d; NBut don't you worry your pretty little mind
+ p5 n. e3 E! K9 APeople throw rocks at things that shine
% n/ T: ^0 t2 ?* A: MBut they can't take what's ours
% v4 o0 L+ C/ A8 `! pThey can't take what's ours
5 t6 w" d3 C$ U+ s. ]; AThe stakes are high, the water's rough
9 A y2 z* I* JBut this love is ours |
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