Oh, Sweetheart

I found out I often disagree They say there is something wrong with me I don't even listen to them anymore A friend gave me something to believe And that friend meant nothing more to me I don't even listen to him anymore Oh, sweetheart Oh, sweetheart Someone studies architectures Someone works with fabric textures We don't even listen to them anymore A friend gave me a call to say I was wrong But that friend means nothing more now And I don't even listen to him anymore Oh, sweetheart Oh, sweetheart Oh, sweetheart Oh, sweetheart Whatever you say I take it back Whatever I say I didn't mean that Whatever you say I take it back Whatever I say I didn't mean that No, no, no We don't even listen to them anymore Oh, sweetheart Oh, sweetheart Oh, sweetheart Oh, sweetheart Oh, sweetheart Oh, sweetheart They say I don't listen no more They say I don't listen no more Whatever I say I take it back Whatever I said I didn't mean that Whatevery they say I don't listen no more