[Verse 1]
Clock in
Scrub up
Heart race
Reading scans like a poker face
Blue gowns
Bad news
Tight air
Every beep saying "handle with care"
[Pre-Chorus]
Used to count the minutes
Hold my breath
Shoulders tight from staring down death
Now I still change lives
Just a different kind
Little more sparkle
Little more shine
[Chorus]
From blood clots to boob jobs
From praying to playful sobs
From "stay alive" to "make me pop"
Either way
I never stop
From dark nights to glam shots
From worst calls to glow-up plots
Life-saving
Life-enhancing on the same old clock
From blood clots
To boob jobs
[Verse 2]
Used to calm moms in the waiting room
Eyes red
Whole world in that tiny booth
Now it's inspo pics on a cracked phone screen
"Can I feel like her
Or somewhere in between?"
[Pre-Chorus]
Still the same hands
Still that care
Just trading fear for "what should I wear?"
Every scar
Every curve I trace
Different kind of miracle taking place
[Chorus]
From blood clots to boob jobs
From praying to playful sobs
From "stay alive" to "make me pop"
Either way
I never stop
From dark nights to glam shots
From worst calls to glow-up plots
Life-saving
Life-enhancing on the same old clock
From blood clots
To boob jobs
[Bridge]
I’ve held hearts in my shaky hands (so scared)
Now I hold hope in a measuring band (oh yeah)
From "please don’t let this be goodbye"
To "how’ll this swimsuit fit my life?"
Same white coat
Brand-new vibe
Both ways
I get to change a life
[Chorus]
From blood clots to boob jobs
From praying to playful sobs
From "stay alive" to "make me pop"
Either way
I never stop
From dark nights to glam shots
From worst calls to glow-up plots
Life-saving
Life-enhancing on the same old clock
From blood clots
To boob jobs