Death Cab

21.07.2005

This is the moment that you know

That you told you loved her but you don't.

You touch her skin and then you think

That she is beautiful but she don't mean a thing to me.

yeah, She is beautiful but she don't mean a thing to me.

Ispent two weeks in Silverlake

The California sun cascading down my face

There was a girl with light brown streaks

and she was beautiful but she didn't mean a thing to me.

Yeah She was beautiful but she didn't mean a thing to me.

...

All i see are dark grey clouds

in the distance moving closer with every hour

so when you ask "was something wrong?"

That I think "you're damn right there is but we can't talk about it now.

No, We can't talk about it now."

So one last touch and then you'll go

and we'll pretend that it meant something so much more

But it was vile, and it was cheap

and you are beautiful but you don't mean a thing to me

Yeah you are beautiful but you don't mean a thing to me