Call her thief, call her shallow and insincere
'Cause you'll never see just how perfect she could be
Then she's gone and my friends [bad word] along
And they tell me that I'm happier
One more fight, yeah, you tell me all the time
How do I swallow my pride?

But she's the one, she's the one
But she's the one, she's the one

Time and time I hear things that can't be [bad word] And it's only talk 'cause she'll never be so [bad word] Every night there's a new name on her mind
That I don't think I recognize
And it's never strange just how long she stays away
I guess I'll have [bad word] 
Though she's the one, she's the one
But she's the one, she's the one

But she's the one, she's the one
But she's the one, she's the one