You are the one, the one I want
And I don’t care how it’s done
Ohh ohh
You talk a lot about a son, and I don’t care
Ohh ohh
Stole my heart right out of my chest
When you lifted your shirt in the field I’m drawn to yeah
I told you to fix it
You carved your heart right into my chest
When you menditoned the stress of your GID complex yeah
I told you to fix it
Ohh ohh
Ohh Ohh
You are the one, the one I want
And I don’t care how it’s done
You talk a lot, about the son
And I don’t care, I’ll make one
Stole my heart right out of my chest
When you looked at me in the middle of the classroom yeah
I told you to fix it
Hopeful hearts may conjure a change
When you lick the wounds of a waste it consumes you yeah
I told you to fix this yeah
Ohh ohh
Ohh ohh
Ohh whoa ohh whoa
Ohh whoa ohh whoa
Ohh whoa ohh whoa
Ohh whoa ohh whoa
Ohh whoa ohh whoa