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Crooked Teeth
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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
full lyrics... 
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
full lyrics... 
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Features Of This Song
electric rock instrumentation
a subtle use of vocal harmony
major key tonality
melodic songwriting

These are just a few of the hundreds of attributes cataloged for this song by the Music Genome Project.
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And it's always this way
If there was nothing there all along
'Cause at night the sun in retreat
And now the state line felt like the Berlin wall
Before I know what it will say
And kids strung out on homemade speed
If there was nothing there all along
If there was nothing there all along
Whose tears didn't care, they just hung in the air
If there was nothing there all along
If there was nothing there all along
Made the skyline look like crooked teeth
And there was no doubt about which side I was on
In the mouth of a man who was devouring, us both
It was one hundred degrees
But there's nothing there all along
My head is weak, my heart always speaks
And you can't find nothing at all
And you can't find nothing at all
With rotten wood, meant to cave from the start
And you can't find nothing at all
At all, woo, hoo
And we shared a bed in which I could not sleep
If there was nothing there all along
And refused to fall, to fall
There were churches, theme parks and malls
But they're closing the bar and they want us to leave
No you can't find nothing at all
'Cause I built you a home in my heart
No you can't find nothing at all
Songwriters: Benjamin Gibbard, Christopher Walla
No you can't find nothing at all
You're so cute when you're slurring your speech
As we sat beneath a willow tree
'Cause you can't find nothing at all
Publishers: EMI BLACKWOOD MUSIC INC., PLEASE PASS THE SONGS, WHERE I'M CALLING FROM MUSIC
If there was nothing there all along
I'm a war, of head versus heart
And I knew I'd made horrible call
I braved treacherous streets
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