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‘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.

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.

(Crooked Teeth - Death Cab For Cutie)