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Death Cab for Cutie - Plans - Crooked Teeth
Plans
01. Marching Bands of Manhattan
02. Soul Meets Body
03. Summer Skin
04. Different Names for the Same Thing
05. I Will Follow You Into the Dark
06. Your Heart Is an Empty Room
07. Someday You Will Be Loved
08. Crooked Teeth
09. What Sarah Said
10. Brothers on a Hotel Bed
11. Stable Song
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, to fall
And I knew I'd made a horrible call
And now the state line felt like a Berlin Wall
And there was no doubt about which side I was on
Cause I built you a hole in my heart
With rotten wood made to cave for bloodstone
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 in the tree
Made the sky line 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
I'm a war of head versus heart
And it's always this way
My head is weak, my heart always speaks
If I know what it will say
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
No, you can't
And we can't find nothing at all
If there was nothing there all along
There were churches, heat market malls
But there was nothing there all along