Texty:
Built To Spill There S Nothing Wrong With Love

I'm fine Ain't it strange that I can dream (You can say it's night or day Snow or rain it's all the same) When there's nothing I have ever seen (In

mind But he hates David Bowie My stepfather looks just like David Bowie I think my stepdad's a fool I think Bowie's cool I'm the only thing that dies Without me there's nothing

breaks away into freshness and understanding he pushed the world he knew will the world break him back will someone snap him in half and build back the

I know thinks he's hard to get along with Other people not But a lot of people think he's fine yeah, a lot of people think he's fine And he don't even

Morning comes and I'm up on time again Upon getting up and I'm down on what I got up for It's been a long time my friend Boring, dumb, and fine So why

peeked My mom's good she got me out of Twin Falls, Idaho Before I got too old, you know how that goes That's where she still was, the summer she turned

you get the car I'll get the night off You'll get the chance to take the world apart and figure out how it works Don't let me know what you find out

of your mind My stepfather looks just like David Bowie But he hates David Bowie I think Bowie's cool I think Lodger rules I think my stepdad's a fool Without me there's nothing

day, next day, next day in the morning feeling halfright ignore my condition just an isolated incident in the morning feeling halfright appearing normal another isolated incident when my mind's