 鲜花( 499)  鸡蛋( 10)
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Elevator buttons and morning air
5 P7 l9 P: a9 f! q. X9 W3 sStranger silence makes me wanna take the stairs
. a l2 t( C- S: ?5 KIf you were here we'd laugh about their vacant stares- t3 I7 o+ h `" g; ]3 [
But right now, my time is theirs
8 n7 h( K9 i7 o6 I* bSeems like there's always someone who disapproves
9 p; n2 Q# K& J& Q! W# M% \They'll judge it like they know about me and you
1 ]' K$ B u# vAnd the verdict comes from those with nothing else to do
9 @0 M% R$ J3 q5 O; a' uThe jury's out, my choice is you
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9 o. U! o) @7 {+ o' nSo don't you worry your pretty little mind,
! q2 _7 N5 n/ uPeople throw rocks at things that shine2 k4 H# ~, T8 x& ^# t; [
and life makes love look hard
5 A/ S' ^+ Q, w% ^; ?) C; r( JThe stakes are high, the water's rough# g* k) b9 D5 a( h6 D+ M+ n
But this love is ours1 P8 ]# e4 s" I, f# e3 ?
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You never know what people have up their sleeves: G- n4 ]# D7 f/ a' A! y6 v
Ghosts from your past gonna jump out at me$ J+ e: A- P3 P( H P% N
Lurking in the shadows with their lipgloss smiles% w) e: z( h2 z: t3 o8 d
But I don't care
% w% Q t. U; A1 V+ x6 g3 JCause right now you're mine. g; T# q! J6 ?
And you'll say,) [, z- t% R i; q4 ?- y8 s
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So don't you worry your pretty little mind,
4 m; N/ A5 p; M8 k8 S) n# hPeople throw rocks at things that shine
" y: \3 m- j7 |! s1 Jand life makes love look hard.
) z- ?5 P' W$ c* d" LThe stakes are high, the water's rough! T q, B$ x( p4 M* \6 A8 f
But this love is ours.% T* h) }0 h" n! p. Y% c$ ^! c
5 }# h2 ?& J" f6 |And it's not theirs to speculate if it's wrong and+ X; \( C; ~, P! j5 @: g
Your hands are tough but they are where mine belong in( H3 Y F/ y% U; r
I'll fight their doubts and give you faith with this song for you
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Cause I love the gap between your teeth8 O* z# [' |+ |5 k0 v
and I love the riddles that you speak
. D: ], Q- v/ t8 S3 g, ]And any snide remarks from my father about your tattoos will be ignored
; ]# P7 i3 {/ Y! x* d4 g. S/ eCause my heart is yours! [" F2 @7 l, I1 R; v2 y/ y+ Q* k
* I V) P9 [. S: }! I USo don't you worry your pretty little mind
5 j* J, H: |' _8 b" n' n- mPeople throw rocks at things that shine
' Z/ x6 ~; w' zAnd life makes love look hard
- F$ |1 I5 H- G# v" f3 DBut don't you worry your pretty little mind/ ^8 P4 f2 x2 ~( O; |8 e
People throw rocks at things that shine
m$ X" C( z' e8 \But they can't take what's ours8 u6 s" a( O0 P2 O, z# i5 U& A8 m
They can't take what's ours
t5 p6 N7 ?7 ]# {2 G: D$ O' DThe stakes are high, the water's rough2 _) I: k6 b+ G1 w* Z4 ~
But this love is ours |
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