Amputee

This king of overstatement nowWould like to whisperSweet something in your ear all dayFrom now till thenI can t swim with irons on my tail, they want an answerAnd hip-hip hooray, we lose againDear god, you can suit yourselfOh you could be, an amputeeThere s got to beSomething better than…We stink of understatement, we re so overfriendlyMore people to latch on toMore ears to bendAnd I ve swam the long route home enough, 've got broken shouldersAnd hip-hip hooray, we lose againDear god, how do you forgive yourselfYou could be an amputeeIt wouldn t matter all that muchIt wouldn t mean a thing to meSo answer meDo you believe its true?There s gotta be something better than...So dont listen to themListen to yourselfWe are addicted to ourselvesWe leave room for on one elseSo answer me Do you believe its true?There s gotta be something better than...Keep pushin' back and you ll come up roses (x2)We're not the same even though we share a nameKeep pushin' back and you ll come up roses (x2)I've heard it all beforeSeen it all beforePlayed this scene beforeYou could be an amputeeIt wouldn't matter all that much, It wouldn't mean a thing to meSo answer meDo you believe it's true?There's gotta be something better than thisBut it's nothing to you (x2)No it's nothing to youIt's something better than thisBut it's nothing to you (x2)No it's nothing to youIt's something better than this