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Produced by Gil Nortonfor 140dB

Engineered by Dan Austinfor 140dB

Mixed by Chris Sheldonat The Potting Shed

Mastered by Chris Gehringerat Sterling Sound, NYC

Assistant Engineers - Adam Armstrongand Sean Kelly

Band Assistant - Steve Garrett

Pro-Tools Editing - John Dunne

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Horn Arrangement on Track 8 - John Dunne

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Recorded June 2010 at Dreamland Studiosin Woodstock, NY and July 2010 at Water Musicin Hoboken, NJ

*Track 11 Produced by Bayside/ Engineered and Mixed by Ross Petersen

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I curse to hell the magistrate who granted this unholy fate_But I know I asked for this myself_Im bound by law to hell_Its sick, sick, sick,

humans and their needs_Youre living in a fairy tale thats tearing at the seams_A dank reject, a devil in a dress_Youre exactly what you

seem_Its sick, sick, sick_You made a mess of things_My, what a mess youve made_I hate the way you make me feel_I hate the way

you make me..._In your world its cold outside_so button up and open wide_I hate the way you make me feel_sick, sick, sick_If memory

serves me correct_I gave you all and you gave me less_Your sexcapades deliver checks but cant afford you self respect_Its sick, sick,

sick_humans on their knees_Youre living in a fairy tale thats tearing at the seams_A dank reject, a devil in a dress_Youre exactly what

you seem_Maybe love is looking for someone to fill old holes_We grow up building lives with holes in all our walls_The walls could fall,

but here you were with spare bricks to save the day_We pray its not too late_cause spare bricks can be dead weight

SICK,SICK,SICK

You, you never call_You never write me or nothing_Guess I set myself up to fall_I

was stupid then to try_Im living a lie_ Im in a fantasy world _but the hero wont win

this time_Cause a pipe dream gets flushed away_By all means Im getting mad_

but that dont mean I dont feel sorry for you_How sad y oure gonna be_I wish I could

stick around to see your face_when you realize youve permanently changed_and

its all thanks to me_I was wrong for coming here_Youll wake alone and r un around

your lonely home_and look for my face_ but Im already gone_There was something

in the way_something in the way_something in the way that you shut the door_I

couldnt get enough_and when youd blow me off I just kept dragging myself back

for more_One day youre gonna see the life sentence you gave to me_but I swear,one day we will_share this cell_I know its cold, but I will keep us warm_wi th all the

hate that I radiate_Well be walking hand in hand in hell

ALREADY GONE

I thought maybe wed made a pact_but you gave in to foul temptation_Making all the wrong moves and the wrong

decisions_Making lies up for all the r ight questions_Maybe I was just asking too much_But I dont think its likely_Youre

just made from all the wrong stuff_Your beds been made_Mona Lisa youve really done something_Done a number on

all of my organs_I must say I commend you on all of your fire_Soaring highs and drowning lows_Full speed ahead you

go with all of your heartache_Its all great, or 10 minutes to doomsday_All the while just showing your teeth_Smiling,

or growling?_Im never sure, I just wait and see_Your beds been made, now go die in it_Ive been wracking my brain_

figuring out what to say_but it may be safe to bet_that t he day might still come that I forgive what youve done_ but it still

hasnt happened yet_Mona Lisa youve r eally done something_Youre the black ice on my road to wholesome

MONA LISA

I had a place to live in_I had a job worth quittin

them_as we celebrate being young_I had the

to right_Believe me_We are our only chance i

We are our only chance in the world_So stand

much_but this could define a lifetime_A dead

education_I saw a means to an end_I saw my

be worse fates to land upon_and I could go b

far_I was sticking out my neck_We all have thi

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This place is dragging me down_A hamster wheel I thought Id be done by now_Now that all my allies are gone_I

realize advancing can hold you back_My good intentions just keep sliding by the wayside_but its high tide and they

get washed away with time_until everything's gone_Alls fine along the Long Island Sound_but fines polite and I

rather things more profound_Ive become a rock these days and I swim like one alone again_barely surviving the tidal

wave_Damn it all to hell_I think I finally found a way to go to heaven without dying_so I'm on my way_The harder you

work the harder you fall_you wake up one day with nothing at all

SINKING AND SWIMMING ON LONG ISLAND

This is the first scene of an act with

for the proverbial count_So what d

couldnt care less_Thats what I ge

that I cant find my way_I cant fin

my life has become a circus_In th

with your eyes glued to the ground

trend these days but I couldn't care

watch your life from afar_Looking

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So I sit here writing words in our old place_They all come out as letters_I contemplate

mistakes that we all make_at the start and the ending of eras_When mystery fades we

identify the problems_but they may not be problems after all_Shock and dismay_they aff ect

what we say_We should bite our tongues_Because after all, its only our lives anyway_And I

cant let it bother me_if fact and fate just cant agree_on love, on life_Can we stop taking

ourselves so seriously_So I sit here carving words into the wall_ Words that remind me of just

how I was_I never felt as old and lonely as I felt when I was young and in loveON

LOVE,ON

LIFE

If I should fall down would you wait for me?_If I was out would you be home?_If I should pray

then would you pray with me?_If I fell in love would I be in love alone?_This isnt half of what I

thought itd be_At what point does love become routine?_I had to wait_I had to wait_I had to

wait to see that who you are is not who I hoped youd be_Now I dont know where to go_I dont

know if this things still working_My hearts not beating anymore_I dont know if I bleed_Test

it out just to see_Because hurt is the best that I can hope to be_but strong enough to leave_I

never lived and died by ecstasy_Funs never been my cup of tea_but now I try_but now I t ry_but

now I try to be_the best I can for no one else but me_Youre such a shame, love_Whatd those

animals say to ya?_Whatd they do when they came for ya?_Did you think it through?_You

never learned what not to do

THE NEW FLESH

Ive seen you bite your nails in guilty thought_I thought you couldnt care less until I saw those paws_Id say

you took a bite for every lie youd told_But youd run out of fingers and start on your toes_I dont think youre

on to something good, right now_So lets go back to the starting place_I believe in futures but I cant afford

to wait_Cause youve been doing it the wrong way_And someday youll find something that makes you feel

OK_Until then you make your own way_Youre the type of girl who puts on cyanide perfume_then asks for kisses

on the neck from every boy in the room_ So tell me now how you find yourself at the bott om of a bottle in a bar_and

how your reflection reacts to you and your new scar_Alls well that ends well_Im finished with this game_Theres

got to be a better way_than learning from your mistakes_A small step for man_with you out of the way_Now its

time for me to change_So make it so_Tomorrow starts today

HE WRONG WAY

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Portrait of a real American boy_He keeps his insecurities at bay_The King of Belle

Vernon, PA_Hes got a car his friends and him take up to the lake_to narrowly

escape_This towns like glue theyd say_Cause once youre here you stay_

Portrait of a real American boy_It dont come easy_You just work as hard as you

can_But youll never know if you dont let go_You define your own identity_The boy

became a real American man_The product of a past that makes him mad_and now

hes turned into his dad_He still works at the gas station doing tune-ups_Man, I

think I had a shot hed say_If I could only catch a break_Whats all this for?_What

are we ever working towards?_Jobs and lovers always came and went_The story of

his life is etched into a vinyl_And on both sides he hears his famous friends_And

now it all makes sense

DONT COME EASY (Bonus Track)*11