[Verse 1]
Let’s have a baby
Wouldn’t it be so much fun
Two becomes three in the kitchen
Toast crumbs
Cartoons
Half-done
Built‑in bestie
Little adventure kid
Mud on their shoes in the hallway
Laughing louder than we ever did
[Chorus]
Let’s give in to bad ideas
The kind that turn into Sunday years
You’d be a good mom
I can see it clear (oh yeah)
Tiny hands on your tired face
You’d still be the softest place
I swear our chaos would feel like grace
Let’s give in to bad ideas
[Verse 2]
Given your genetics
Babe
They would be adorable
Crooked little smile like yours
Eyes I’d never say no to
Car seat in the back
Stick figures on the glass
Late runs for ice cream in pajamas
Forgetting how fast these days pass
[Chorus]
Let’s give in to bad ideas
The kind that turn into Sunday years
You’d be a good mom
I can see it clear (so clear)
Tiny hands on your tired face
You’d still be the softest place
I swear our chaos would feel like grace
Let’s give in to bad ideas
[Bridge]
What if we’re broke
What if we’re scared
What if we love more
Than we’re prepared (hey)
I’ll learn lullabies
You’ll lose some sleep
We’ll trade our freedom
For something we get to keep
[Chorus]
Let’s give in to bad ideas
The kind that turn into Sunday years
You’d be a good mom
I can see it clear (oh yeah)
Tiny hands on your tired face
You’d still be the softest place
I swear our chaos would feel like grace
Let’s give in to bad ideas