Crooked Teeth (Live from Rolling Stone Original Sessions) (Single 2006)

Текст песни Death Cab for Cutie and Ben Gibbard, Chris Walla - Crooked Teeth (Live from Rolling Stone Original Sessions) (Single 2006)

It was 100 degrees
As we sat beneath a willow tree
Whose tears didn't care, they just hung in the air
And refused to fall, oh, 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
Mm-hm

'Cause I built you a home in my heart
With rotten wood, and it 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, ooh, ooh

'Cause at night the sun in retreat
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

And 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

And I'm a war of head versus heart
And 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 (no, you can't find)

'Cause 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

Thank you