Amputations — Death Cab For Cutie

And if it was just how you wanted You'd be glued to his bones and his brainstem And changing your image and attitudes Won't bring you back into your bedroom

Amputating as he's waiting He's unresponsive 'cause you're irresponsible

Little swinger your bottle is thinking too much 'Cause you're aiming to please way off target And I'll tell you what you must already know Of amputating that too slow