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