sábado, 10 de dezembro de 2011


"Seems like there's always someone who disapproves, they'll judge it like they know about me and you. And the verdict comes from those with nothing else to do, the jury's out, my choice is you. So don't you worry you're pretty little mind, people throw rocks at things that shine. And live makes love look hard."
"And it's not theirs to speculate if it's wrong, and your hands are tough but they are where mine belong in. I'll fight their doubts and give you faith with this song for you. 'Cause I love the gap beetwen you're teeth, and I love the riddles that you speak. And any snide remarks from my father about your tattoos will be ignored 'cause my heart is yours."

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