Death Cab For Cutie - Crooked teeth

^Em It w^Amas one hun^Cdred degre^Ges as we s^Emat be^Amneath the ^Cwillow t^Gree Whose ^Emtears didn't ^Amcare, they just ^Chung in the ^Gair And ref^Emused to ^Amfall, to ^Cfa-a-a-a^Gll ^Em I ^Amknew I'd made a ^Chorrible ^Gcall And n^Emow the state l^Amine felt like the B^Cerlin ^GWall Em Am C G Em, Am, C, G And there was no doubt about which side I was on mhm

^EmAnd I b^Guilt you a ^Chome in my ^B7heart With ^Emrotten ^Gwords that d^Cecayed from the ^B7start

And you ^Emcan't find ^Cnothin' at ^Gall if there ^Emwas nothin' ^Gthere all ^Dalong No you c^Eman't find n^Cothin' at a^Gll if there w^Emas nothin' t^Ghere all ^Dalong

^Em I ^Ambraved t^Creacherous ^Gstreets, and ^Emkids strung ^Amout on ^Chomemade ^Gspeed And we s^Emhared a ^Ambed in which I ^Ccould not ^Gsleep at ^Emall, woo-^Amhoo woo-^Choo-o-o-^Goo ^Em Cause at ^Amnight the ^Csun in ^Gretreat Made the ^Emskyline ^Amlook like ^Ccrooked ^Gteeth Em Am C G Em Am, C, G In the mouth of a man who was devouring us both

^Em You're so ^Gcute when you're s^Clurring your ^B7speech, But they're ^Emclosing the ^Gbar and they ^Cwant us to ^B7leave

And you ^Emcan't find ^Cnothing at ^Gall if there ^Emwas nothing ^Gthere all ^Dalong No you ^Emcan't find n^Cothing at ^Gall if there ^Emwas nothing t^Ghere all ^Dalong

^EmI'm a ^Cwar, of ^Ghead versus ^B7heart, and it's ^Emalways this ^B7way G B7 Am C (Em) My head is weak, my heart always speaks before I know what it will say.

And you ^Emcan't find ^Cnothing at a^Gll if there ^Emwas nothing t^Ghere all al^Dong There were ^Emchurches, ^Ctheme parks and ^Gmalls But there was ^Emnothing ^Gthere all a^Dlong