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?