I left you in the morning still drunk on melodrama
You're so pretty so natural but i had to salvage honor
Down your spiral staircase, the television I bought you
Took a deep breath of your "endless love" perfume
The carnage that the storm left, six inches on the ground
The southside of Chicago stand eerily so sound
I looked up at your window, hand out as if to touch you
You used to be so perfect, why did I ever meet you
| 1 | Hey Driver |
| 2 | Atari |
| 3 | Fred Astaire |
| 4 | Ordinary |
| 5 | Saturday Night |
| 6 | Sunday Afternoon |
| 7 | Bossman |
| 8 | Medicine And Gasoline |
| 9 | Something To Believe |
| 10 | Beware |