"It was one-hundred degrees as we sat beneath a willow tree
Whose tears didn't care, they just hung in the air
And refused to fall, to fall.
And I knew I'd made a horrible call
And now the state line felt like the Berlin wall
And there was no doubt about which side I was on.
Mmhmm.
Cause I built you a home in my heart
With rotten wood that decayed from the start.
Cause you can't find nothing at all
If there was nothing there all along.
No you can't find nothing at all
If there was nothing there all along.
I braved treacherous streets
And kids strung out on homemade speed
And we shared a bed in which I could not sleep
At all.
Cause at night the sun and the tree
Made the skyline look like crooked teeth
In the mouth of a man who was devouring us both.
You're so cute when you're slurring your speech
But they're closing the bar and they want us to leave.
Cause you can't find nothing at all
If there was nothing there all along.
No you can't find nothing at all
If there was nothing there all along.
I'm a war of head versus heart.
It's always this way.
My head is weak, my heart always speaks
Before I know what it will say.
Cause you can't find nothing at all
If there was nothing there all along.
No you can't find nothing at all
If there was nothing there all along.
There were churches, theme parks and malls,
But there was nothing there all along."
-Crooked Teeth
Death Cab for Cutie
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