Hi, this is my new song “Heroin”. It’s actually about a woman and not the drug. Although the addiction is about the same. JK. Get help, get clean. One love.more

This song is about being existential but not hopeless, fatalistic but skeptical. Not released yet. Hopefully by the end of next week it will be Go on and break your new record Run that horse straight to the ground They call this living It's a living We all die a little every day Well There's no use to cry about it It's a good life Either way Home is where you hang out It's not where you hang yourself Home is where you hang out It's not where you hang yourself Home is where you hang out It's not where you hang yourself Ain't nobody keeping score here And it sure is nice to see you smile But it sure gets cold in Minnesota A man can't keep warm with denial Ain't no way to measure happiness I got enough to last me a while Home is where you hang out It's not where you hang yourself Home is where you hang out It's not where you hang yourself Home is where you hang out It's not where you hang yourself We're all somewhere we don't belong We all go where we're not supposed to go But you don't need a preacher or a teacher Or a twelve-step program to tell you what you know I can tell you 'til I'm blue in the face But only you can save your soul Home is where you hang out It's not where you hang yourself Home is where you hang out It's not where you hang yourself Home is where you hang out It's not where you hang yourselfmore

Unreleased, maybe soon. “Crying All The Time” Noise Floor White static hiss I guess there’s nothin’ else to this Crosley spinnin’ Black diamond disk When I listen I think of you Got your CD in my glove box Soundtrack to every heartache I’ve had I never made you a mixtape That’s my biggest regret Yeah And the reason we never got along Is I was always right And you were always wrong You know me I’m “humble and polite” And you are always cryin’ all the time Noise floor White static hiss Takin’ trips back in time Back in your Honda Civic I remember the time that I heard you play it It was on your laptop We were layin’ in your bed A New Bright Eyes song Sounded like your heart had been ripped out and torn Was that when you knew all along That you would leave me And you would move on? And the reason we never got along Is I was always right And you were always wrong You know me I’m “humble and polite” And you are always cryin’ all the time Noise floor White static hiss In the records that you left In the CDs in my desk In the silence you left I shoulda made you a mixtape Before you packed up and split Or You coulda left me a mixtape at least your Spotify password All I got are these old albums Figure 8 and Harvest Moon Guess I got them from you Guess I got that from you [Chorus] And the reason we never got along Is I was always right And you were always wrong You know me I’m “humble and polite” And you are always cryin’ all the timemore