 
I call to you, I wait for you 
I drank you drop by drop
And I thank you for beating all the trusting out of me
You showed me the world is just an empty motel room
And I will die in Wyoming in a drugstore parking lot
So high I'll believe that I am parked outside your house
Two thousand miles away
I call to you, I sang for you
I lose you drop by drop
And I thank you for taking all you ever could from me
You showed me the world is just the things you keep to lose
And I will die in Wyoming
 
| 1 | Linens | 
| 2 | Dog Eaten | 
| 3 | Swannanoa | 
| 4 | On the Day | 
| 5 | Bird of Song | 
| 6 | How Will I Call You | 
| 7 | Short Hair | 
| 8 | Cannibal | 
| 9 | Fake Heat |