Patterns of Fairytales - The National x2 Tonight there isn't any light under your door I guess you must be somewhere breathing Where skin and everything still know what they are for And blood remembers where to go I fell in love with you, no matter what you say But you were right about the reasons To turn a magdeline into the month of May I should've known the magdeline was me So I'm turning on the stereo And I'm lining up the names On the mixes I made before you And I'm turning into fairy tales With glitter and some glue Everything we ever planned to ev--er do Tonight there isn't any light under your door I guess you must be somewhere breathing In patterns unfamiliar to the one you're underneath I pinned those patterns in my coat So I'm turning on the stereo And I'm turning into fairy tales Yes I'm turning on the stereo And I'm turning into you x7