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released 27 November 2012

Written by Modern Baseball
Engineered and produced by Ian Farmer and Modern Baseball
Mixed by Ralph Nicastro
Mastered by Zakk Cervini

Additional Vocals on "I Think You Were In My Profile Picture Once"
& "Play Ball!" by Adrianne Gold

Upright Bass on "@chl03k" by Corey Rader

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Track Name: Re-do
I wanna start from the top, maybe like a do-over
replace the voices in my head with blind innocence

I wanna complete re-do, maybe change my name
Report the loses grab the claim, it’s a shame it's such a shame
We’re pissing away our time cause we’re pissing away these beers
No monumental moment ever came from saying
“Come on dude, just take one more shot”

Try to, try to forget, that your bones will dismantle
And the dreams you had they’ll collide with time
Your unrequited love for life will surely….
Halt that I’m thinking way too much at night

Maybe I could just move away or go extinct like triceratops
But I love loving: watching movies, sitting back and also breathing
My family and friends would be crushed, but is it enough
(no,it's not enough)
The "future freaks me out" but I guess I could just
Curl up in a ball and think

I won’t be breaking any barriers
So I’ll keep thinking the "future freaks me out"
I won’t judge you if you think the same
So let’s keep thinking:
“well the future, the future freaks us out!”
Track Name: Tears Over Beers
When I was just a boy, we'll call it 15 or so,
I found myself annoyed by a syndrome of sorts in my bones
That girl who's next to me, she found herself bored to tears
She realized that if she wanted conversation, she's out of luck for three more years

When I moved away from home, 100 miles or so,
I knew a change had grown inside my awkwardly long limbs and bones
That girl who's next to me, she's friendly and thoughtful and quite awfully pretty,
But all she has to say is a meat head-themed monologue on why Brad ran away

She said, "All I can hope for is for me to get better,
because all I can take is no more.
I'll win him back again, we'll be lovers, best friends.
He won't need no other woman like he did way back when he was with me.

He needed more than me
I'm friendly and thoughtful and quite awfully pretty,
But he needed more than me."

When I felt that I should leave, we'll call it midnight or so,
I found myself annoyed by a syndrome of sorts in her bones
That girl who's next to me, she don't know her worth in this town,
because her face starts to shine when that meat head behind me
Is grinning as he's checking her out

I said, "All I can hope for is for you to get better,
Because all I can take is no more.
I'll hide where I can, away from you and your friends,
leaking tears over beers once again."
Track Name: The Weekend
Though I seem cool, calm and collected
Making my way to Hipster with Glasses
Was a little more than just nerve wrackin'
Kinda’ just counted on her to turn me into goo

Praise Whatever it ended with a smile
Cause for a bit, a tad, a little while
I expected you two, to save the day with sly remarks
Like "he's so cute" and "whatever you want"s

Though the white jacket didn't fit
The friends I came with did, perfectly
Snugged right to my body
Like sad movies and late night drinks

Could’ve guessed by the end of the hour
There was more than just a little smile on my face
Covered in custard and cookies and cream, pissed off I had to leave
But all has to end.

You got a smile that could light this town and we might need it
Cause it gets dark around here, real dark around here
Most of my old friends I can only stand for the weekend
But that doesn't apply here, doesn't apply here

The day started with a bloody drip
And a taste on my lips that was a lot less than desired
Awkward moments to the side
Not all expiring fast

A tank top that didn't cover a thing
And a zipped down hoodie, zipped to the bottom
Had us laughing every time
No matter how many chest hairs there were in sight

You got a smile that could light this town and we might need it
Cause it gets dark around here, real dark around here
Most of my old friends I can only stand for the weekend
But that doesn't apply here, doesn't apply here
Track Name: @chl03k
I’d rather spend my evening
Talking to Chloe on Twitter
Than having you come over
So it’ll be like old times
ButI know that you don’t give a fuck
Cause you're knee deep in your iPhone

But Now that you saw my tweets
You know that I’m home
Buried in my cell phone
Tryna’ get a hold of someone new
Instead of hanging out with you
And your high school stories

But you sure know how to get right to me
With all those Facebook statuses
About relationships and such
Poor grammar is a must
But I trust that you can do it

But I couldn’t give a fuck
Whether you give a fuck or not
Rip my eye sockets out
Make me regret ever going out
But I know I’ll make it out of here alive
As long as I don’t watch your life
Unfold before my very eyes
You told this high school story
One too many times for me
You know I’d rather

I’d rather spend my evening
Talking to Chloe on Twitter
Than having to look you right in your eyes
Track Name: Hours Outside In The Snow
I spent all of Christmas Eve fake angry at you for
Who knows what or then and you spoke so fast
I just sat back relaxed and took you all in

I spent all of Christmas Eve trying to get warmer
After standing outside for hours knowing at this point
I’d be lucky to get any sleep

And I’ll toss and turn until the early morning
Happily ignoring that my blue jeans
Didn’t do a fucking thing for me
Against this cold

Sober or not, I locked everything you sent me
Cause what’s better than seeing
What I’m missing daily
I guess what I’m trying to say is that

You might run but I won’t hide
Shed an ounce of light
On my half-hopeless life
Don’t let me go back

And though I’d like to say more
I guess, I’ll just duck in cover
Almost praying that you trip over
The cluster of words I laid out before having to leave

But since you’ve taken the time to read so carefully
Everything I’ve ever sent
I guess I’ll spend the few lines
Hoping and wishing
Yet thanking appropriately

You might run but I won’t hide
Shed an ounce of light
On my half-hopeless life
Don’t let me go back

To Erin: Please read later
Cause I don’t think I have the heart
To let you read this now
But if I had the heart
You know that I know better
This isn’t how you say aloud

“Don’t let me go back”
Track Name: I Think You Were In My Profile Picture Once
I saw you from the bottom of the stairs before you knew I was coming
And though nervous and scared, I lingered on
I heard most things break by the ends of these types of nights
So ill force upon every word I’ve brushed up on
Since knowing we wont speak like this again

You gotta’ certain who knows what about you
And I gotta’ small amount of time
To figure out what it is exactly and to whom does it apply,
But I know for a fact that these are broken nights,
Covered in bottles with the stench of a loss of life,
And I know that it's quite heartbreaking we wont speak like this again.
Track Name: Re-done
She said
" Lets start from the top just rid of everything
Like: the notes in your pockets the text you're always locking
And if it's all the same; forget all of those lines where you mention my smile.
You gotta’ lot of nerve complimenting me through choruses and rhyme

But I know how you get from time to time:
‘We'll do this and that, travel the map’
And maybe just for a while I thought you were my re-do
You thought you could change my name.
I could tell by the look on your face whenever I would say..."

But that when I stopped to listen or care
About anything other than a plan of attack to get me back to where
You are my re-do or at least a pair of eyes that would notice
When I couldn't conjure words cause I thought about it too long,
So ill leave the steady hands to Sean cause we all know I lack

In the field of conversing correctly
Without shaking or getting queasy
Not letting my emotions get involved.
And on a side note:
You stole my heart my like I stole your hometown lingo
With steady hands and strong

But now we're down to brass tacks
And we both know it
The odds are in my favor
Though you won't show it


You etched holes in my brain
Deep and like you always too out of reach to see clearly
You sank words into my veins
Deep and like you too excited to get them out fully

I know I'm bad with expectations
The ones too large for any moment but I
I can promise expectations grounded for this time around.
Let's be the last to leave tonight
Cause I need time to find the courage
To speak my mind, to speak my mind
Just hear me out oh just this time.

They don’t think we can make this last
But we got eyes that see past these nights
And we got callused hands
But these arms aren’t tried
At least not yet

They just think we are young with broken hearts
Stomping around everyday
So lets stomp around breaking
Young at heart all the way
Track Name: Cooke
I’m circling the drain
with all my problems in hand
Well I gotta’ pretty good hand I’d say
But these new caskets crack the same

The first few stones are the worst
They fall in unnoticed
And scare you for more than they’re worth
And all at once you will not hear your own words

Closet weather at best and you’re a victim
You say we’re all in the basket
But it’s so fun
To remind us over and over again

Time’s a wasting so now I must be leaving
I’m crawling outside
In the same way that I creeped in
And the rain falls down and it’s heavy on my eye lids
Pulled to the ground down the fucking drain

Maybe it’s just my luck
But I got a spotless record
Maybe it’s harder to stay
And we got it all wrong from the start
Maybe it’s all in the cards
Or just an excuse for playing
Maybe it’s all in our hearts
Maybe I don’t know what I’m saying

I’m circling the drain
But I’m picking these bones up
Cause man, they don’t live there today
And I don’t want to hear the fibers crack

Cause God knows I’d rather die than be dying
It’s not a cliché ,no sir it is a logical preference
Because the way things were this year
Makes me think how good it all could be
and how well it could end

Maybe it’s just my luck
But I got a spotless record
Maybe it’s harder to stay
And we got it all wrong from the start
Maybe it’s all in the cards
Or just an excuse for playing
Maybe it’s all in our hearts
Maybe I don’t know what I’m saying
Track Name: See Ya, Sucker
I reckon you grew up in a town that said “reckon” all the time
All your time so vile yet concrete
And I heard little rumors here and there
Little peeps that you may never leave

Well here goes nothing I mean everything
Finger crossed every morning
After a night of no sleep wondering if it will ever be me
But, I guess I’m doing just fine
Texting you “sup”s and “heyy”s
With a smile or winky face hoping to get the same

But I won’t fucking wait for you to stop lingering
You’ve got to clingy to this town
To this town that you supposedly hate
And though it kills me to say
If you get stuck then I’m just gonna’ leave

See ya, Sucker

On the corner of Canal and Broadway
Where that huge signs says love me
Shrouded in graffiti and the stench of weed
My heart just started screaming
“What if she just never leaves”

If you get stuck
I’m just gonna’ go on without you
Yeah, it’s shredding me in half
But I’m not gonna’ lose you
And me too

And I reckon you grew up in a town that said “reckon” all the time
But what gives you the right to wreck everything
Track Name: Look Out
Look out I’m on a search for self destruction
Crawling over the great plains of my cell phone contacts
Just to, find a pretty girl to take home late at night
To hold my sweaty palms and stuff

Heads up because I’m always moving forward
And if sometimes I get scared I know that I can towards you
Back of the pack but not back of my mind
And that’s the worst part knowing I gotta’ find someone new

Yeah, I said that I’m always moving forward
But my head’s really on a swivel
Searching for the tracks I made when I left you
And though it sounds like I lost what I got
What I’m really trying to say is I’m gonna’ get back what I lost
So you better tell your fucking heart to look out
Track Name: Play Ball!
These words were thrown together
When I still had my faith in hand
Kept it in my back pocket
With the change I had to spare

Swim through the skies when it’s night
Let the stars be my sea breeze
I love when the record echoes
Reminds me of the trees

But I shouldn’t have to say this to you
No, You know how to live life

This compilation of sayings and tunes
Means everything to me now
I cut me open
But you did all the pouring out

I’ve discovered more and more
Of this world that I’ve been calling mine
I don’t care what it takes
Blood, sweat or all my time because

I shouldn’t have to say this to you
No you, know how to live life

And I shouldn’t have to sing all these tunes
No, you make me feel alive

I’m not one to point fingers
But you got me in a bind
Ripping through all our nights
All choruses aside

Swim through the skies when it’s night
Let the stars be my sea breeze
I love when the record echoes
Track Name: Coals
Dead dreams and debauchery scenes
I spent the last 3 bucks
On the last thing that I’ll need
There’s no way that I’ll end in the black for this term
Guess I got a lot to learn

Eight hours on the top of a bus
Just to find out in the end
I will never stop fallin’ in love

I’m alright and I’m always getting better
Let the fire burn low cause we like it that
We let the ash flow down
Our throats so stout but we don’t mind the burn
We will never ever let it go out

Open doors and sweat soaked floors
You find it hard to miss your family
When everyday you’re part of one more
Just slow down, baby take it all in
And I promise you will never be angry again after this

Kicked out of the liquor store
But we’re not the type of guys to fall asleep on the floor anyway
“You wanna join me for dinner?"
Man I got so much to do,
But never once did I expect it not to tear me in two


I’m alright and I’m always getting better
Let the fire burn high cause we like it that
We let the ash flow down
Our throats so stout but we don’t mind the burn
We will never ever let it go out