It was one hundred degrees, as we sat beneath a willow tree,

Who's tears didn�t care, they just hung in the air, and refused to fall, to fall.

And I knew I�d made horrible call,

And now the state line felt like the Berlin wall,

And there was no doubt about which side I was on.

Cause 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.

I braved treacherous streets,

And kids strung out on homemade speed.

And we shared a bed in which I could not sleep,

At all, woo, hoo, woo, hooOoOo.

Cause 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.

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,

Before 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�

There were churches, theme parks, and malls,

But there was nothing there all along.