A Boy Named Amsterdam

Met a boy named Amsterdam
Who only ever said goddamn
(He had a limited vocabulary)
I don't understand
Oh, why Amsterdam?

Too good for you to see me through
But I'd take anything you gave me
How am I too good?

My hands are in your hair
But yours just on my inner thigh
On my right, you just stare
While I pretend to like the sky

Too good for you to see me through
But I'd take anything you gave me
How am I too good?

So why does the high have to smell like you?
White street signs, I'm driving back to you
I pushed back the band's set just hoping you'd walk in

And I need my teeth fixed
After your kiss
I see you in everything
Because you look like everyone
(It's true)
And I want something
From you
But you're like nothing so
You're easy to construe
(And I do)

Met a boy named Amsterdam
Who only ever said goddamn
I don't understand
Oh, why Amsterdam?
Oh, why, Amsterdam?