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Elevator buttons and morning air
3 Y( h6 a7 \- A, G( D1 o# J) yStranger silence makes me wanna take the stairs
/ F3 ~2 D" a9 ~0 s: ^! n! EIf you were here we'd laugh about their vacant stares
$ F' }" z8 ?( VBut right now, my time is theirs
5 h4 [3 J Q* |+ mSeems like there's always someone who disapproves
& b* k4 k9 R4 ? M' E" @) u( p5 N# o% HThey'll judge it like they know about me and you* Y& I) t% H9 B6 U9 a; H
And the verdict comes from those with nothing else to do
9 z% b9 e3 d& M6 b- k; @The jury's out, my choice is you
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So don't you worry your pretty little mind,3 y0 r( f1 |$ Q
People throw rocks at things that shine4 Y: z" q# T/ \% ~9 T8 z) t5 d8 Q% z
and life makes love look hard
3 x+ n1 ?5 s r( k' g' T2 J+ yThe stakes are high, the water's rough
; J1 h! ?& r8 H+ C3 _/ e: MBut this love is ours
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You never know what people have up their sleeves
3 n2 U+ V# n1 v5 O& sGhosts from your past gonna jump out at me
& C' f9 l1 S" H; ?% CLurking in the shadows with their lipgloss smiles
& e P; A9 |0 a& X! CBut I don't care
3 M. }5 [* e+ r/ PCause right now you're mine
. a; e6 f5 c: k7 uAnd you'll say,
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So don't you worry your pretty little mind,
* W0 ]* F3 E) e9 ~; u8 ~) ?; gPeople throw rocks at things that shine
) L0 k P/ v1 @9 R& uand life makes love look hard.
3 ^- G# B9 C- `# k. \The stakes are high, the water's rough
; C! K" g$ B, v; A$ A0 `2 z5 [But this love is ours.# ], _! A: b" u* n8 p
- e- M0 i( A% O7 qAnd it's not theirs to speculate if it's wrong and2 v1 [" m" L4 g1 n/ i# G
Your hands are tough but they are where mine belong in8 R- y* e8 F7 c& F1 z" }5 H, f
I'll fight their doubts and give you faith with this song for you& o O" w0 w0 V, i5 t1 X
$ x7 w! ^ w/ U) k2 w7 sCause I love the gap between your teeth
& g. q4 E$ X2 T# O- \6 I2 Q: oand I love the riddles that you speak; k) x R5 s6 U# q
And any snide remarks from my father about your tattoos will be ignored
! @: L5 d5 i: K0 f: s! _2 GCause my heart is yours2 U: w6 E* h1 y+ \
& e, ~) w0 T' B6 I# o5 O/ }" v4 mSo don't you worry your pretty little mind4 |- P9 ~5 l; a# `3 @( u% [- N# o
People throw rocks at things that shine5 x Z4 [1 [. N6 P) s+ \' @
And life makes love look hard# \# }& g# k- d
But don't you worry your pretty little mind' b/ C T. i& X% W& J$ Z! @; s
People throw rocks at things that shine
9 L: e9 i4 R5 r* `But they can't take what's ours
0 d& B7 p4 D4 fThey can't take what's ours
8 }$ `% Z' Y* I' BThe stakes are high, the water's rough
9 k# Q3 @6 @% o# PBut this love is ours |
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