I'll Sing Myself Sick Aboutcha

Is it Superconnected?

Were We Torn Apart by the Break of Day?

Give Me My Month

Take a Walk

The Bad in Each Other

I'm an Engine Driver

There's a Place Downtown

Sleep With The Lights Off

Nose

Here We Go Mistaking Clouds for Mountains

Hundreds of Miles Away We Draw the Same Lines to Conclusions

Am I Crazy, 'Cause I Wanna Touch Your Skin?

I Am Yours Now, So I Don't Ever Have to Leave

This is How I Show My Love

So Go and Call Your Bitches 'Cause There's Gonna Be a Party

Language Makes A Simple Feeling Seem Oh So Absurd