 鲜花( 499)  鸡蛋( 10)
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Elevator buttons and morning air, M1 ~9 \# _' i+ a# L$ \
Stranger silence makes me wanna take the stairs( |/ W: |- R) G) l# w7 C
If you were here we'd laugh about their vacant stares2 E( ^5 U3 {9 o. h7 P* ]& _
But right now, my time is theirs/ S8 ~8 `- x: |; N! b
Seems like there's always someone who disapproves
) {& `5 l* I( l1 aThey'll judge it like they know about me and you/ D: J0 v8 E7 i9 P7 z
And the verdict comes from those with nothing else to do" r" x ]' Z# J5 n) m4 h# e
The jury's out, my choice is you, j u8 {' H+ I+ V
. B4 |# ~: M9 [- g! {So don't you worry your pretty little mind,
9 c8 v4 W+ ^- u" R5 Y9 NPeople throw rocks at things that shine) p4 o, I1 C7 Y- k
and life makes love look hard
! N. H! K- {8 s e; k" gThe stakes are high, the water's rough/ L* t, d" w& f5 B7 f
But this love is ours9 w. c2 ^" Y, f: |# ^2 U" x
$ c8 \5 k2 R ^' p$ S ~. uYou never know what people have up their sleeves
2 @" Q% J! K: i4 d4 CGhosts from your past gonna jump out at me" g3 n9 Q3 f* G
Lurking in the shadows with their lipgloss smiles
% E: p4 j) F7 I/ Z" N PBut I don't care
% S; T9 l- h t3 k$ Y' b& dCause right now you're mine
& e8 S% Y* }5 n$ e3 QAnd you'll say,% s, q7 Q8 s, e9 u# \
8 z, ^4 ~: @6 C2 jSo don't you worry your pretty little mind,
: `0 F5 J. X' O8 GPeople throw rocks at things that shine
~6 |% }' Z' c0 nand life makes love look hard.
. Q; f( N) ^' V# Z% R* G x$ \$ WThe stakes are high, the water's rough
6 U4 {+ j, Y7 N+ VBut this love is ours.
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0 y; T, q* B% n$ ?; vAnd it's not theirs to speculate if it's wrong and! z+ H2 B% J5 w" s" I
Your hands are tough but they are where mine belong in
/ F l7 `- r7 E4 zI'll fight their doubts and give you faith with this song for you, o5 v0 |+ _+ S% {# c7 _
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Cause I love the gap between your teeth
* M. B7 s5 k* i: _and I love the riddles that you speak: w- _( r r( a& m9 ]
And any snide remarks from my father about your tattoos will be ignored3 V( M. u0 e7 f% s1 ^+ T% G/ w
Cause my heart is yours& I) S: e: K7 R
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So don't you worry your pretty little mind; x4 W- n" s- n4 t3 E; q: K4 Q
People throw rocks at things that shine U6 H' ?% D- C1 O
And life makes love look hard9 v4 q+ {0 I( g8 W0 o& n9 o9 E
But don't you worry your pretty little mind
6 f1 H; [- e T8 P* lPeople throw rocks at things that shine0 W' B3 W' i" R7 Z, o% _
But they can't take what's ours* C; N' `1 C9 g' Q% n. ^. V1 H$ \
They can't take what's ours# M! \7 g, {+ o# [; B
The stakes are high, the water's rough; I' l: H) \7 l1 D6 @: d
But this love is ours |
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