Amy

Spent all last night on the telephone
Just to tell you, your favourite song's on the radio
And I hoped you might come home
With my t-shirt on and nothing underneath
You said, "Oh boy, I'd rather leave"
Oh Amy, it's what you do to me

I met all my friends on the interstate
Blasting Billie Jean on the stereo
Talking 'bout in high school how
We swore we'd never turn our back, we did
We said we'd drown out to the sea
Oh Amy, you're my favourite disease

And we said
It's what you do to me that makes me feel so numb
We'll call it tragedy
We'll never see the sun rise over New York City
Oh my god, you look so pretty, then you see
It's what you do to me

Spent all my cash on comic books
So I took my VCR to the rodeo
Built a home of sticks and stones
On a one way trip to where I'd rather be
You said you loved our fantasy
Oh Amy, it's how it's supposed to be

And we said
It's what you do to me that makes me feel so numb
We'll call it tragedy
We'll never see the sun rise over New York City
Oh my god, you look so pretty, then you see

And I'm singing like a stolen mile of the ocean
Cutting your name an inch into my chest, my chest
And I wish I shook you up like a can of cherry soda
Wish I took a pump, what could've been
Sounding like it is, it always is playing
It never inches could end this

It's what you do to me that makes me feel so numb
We'll call it tragedy
We'll never see the sun rise over New York City
Oh my god, you look so pretty then
You see, it's what you do to me

Spent all last night on the telephone
Just to tell you, your favourite song's on the radio
And I hoped you might come home
With my t-shirt on and nothing underneath
You said you'd love me, but you'd leave (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Oh, Amy, it's what you do to me (it's what you do to me)
Oh, Amy, it's what you do to me (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Oh, Amy, it's what you do to me