At night the sun in 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

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

I built you a home in my heart,
With rotten wood, 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

There were churches, theme parks, and malls,
But there was nothing there all along.