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At Night You Love Me

by Regrets & Brunettes

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1.
Post Punk 02:32
Baby's got me keylogged - mind's jogged - swear to God I don't remember what I did Reset my passcodes - walk on tiptoes Keep a step ahead of the kid I got 2 left feet - and this is wet concrete Still got my kicks in the ground Can't afford what I do - but there's a door number 2 And I'm on now All I've crossed are now cross And no one's gonna stop my wrists from bleeding All stop loss, I'm stop loss And no one's gonna hear me sing this Bah, bah, bah, bah bye Bah, bah, bah bye Bah, bah, bah, bah, bye Baby's got me landlocked - chipped off old block Hard enough to swim as it is I soaked the bedsheets - sweating off the technique Papa's gotta brand new biz Daddy's shaking some hands - but I can't work on demand I don't get paid by the pound Yeah, there's a check in the mail - but there's "collect" on the bill And I'm on now Bah, bah, bah, bah bye Bah, bah, bah bye Bah, bah, bah, bah, bye
2.
Tough Love 05:06
Jesus on the tip of your tongue Ain't gonna help it babe But at the rate that you're going I'd try just about anything High hopes on the parallel ropes Girl, you ain't light on your feet You used to take off your clothes Used to curl up your toes with me Ooh--- Oh I can't shake it - can't shake it Oh I can't shake it off - can't shake it off Oh I can't shake it, can't shake it - aaaaaaaaaaah Chalking up the hopskotch One more turn in your Keds And if I ever learned to love you I've no doubt I'd be jumping instead High hopes on the parallel ropes Girl, you ain't light on your feet You used to take off your clothes Used to curl up your toes with me Ooh--- Chorus Try, and you try, and you try, and you try and you toughen up Trials, and trials, and trials, and trials you toughen up Triumphs, and triumphs, and triumphs and you toughen up T-t-t-t-tough, tough, t-t-t-tough love
3.
Get on it boy Work on your cursive But don’t you take it personal She’ll ask you to print Rejoice She’ll read you scripture But you’ll need a prescription If you can’t take a hint Relax You can’t do more than she asks You can’t give more than she’ll take you for So what If you’re addicted to love There have been many who’ve overdosed Well that’s a hard one An even harder one Is that the hardest one? It’s difficult… It’s difficult… Fortunate hearts Look to the future Though I’ve never been too sure That they’re thinking of us Yeah, it’s hard We’ll start our own club Analogous to love But we’ll minus the fuss
4.
Ragtime 03:19
I've gotta hand it To your handlers Cause I ain't seen you in days Your studied spark Has missed its mark And bled its red in my face True, lipstick whores On nighttime tours Have mopped the floor in your stead You're duty free Will always be A silent partner 'til death, yeah For a short time love You were singing our praises The things you said you didn't mean The things I meant I never said
5.
It was tough but I looked him up Just to see he checked out OK Things look good - I knew that they would Yeah, he seems really great Oh, I swear the things you find nowadays Get you caught on shit that you don't anticipate Is that what you thought? It's not like you're haunted - no Choose to get up It's not like you're haunted - no My new girl tosses and turns Thinking bout what I've done While she tossed - I called it off but I can't tell anyone Now I'm stuck watching videotapes with her mom Hope she likes the presents I bought - eff the dumb Is that what you thought? It's not like you're haunted - no Choose to get up It's not like you're haunted - no Made her count white sheep Took the kid on the chin Wasn't born depraved But she was getting it in Got her stuck to the sheets Drunk on twilight sleep Whispering sister songs Lip balmed and so sweet So sweet...
6.
Infidels 03:42
Move child you got the beat in your skin Practice while you shake on that I wanna watch you begin Take it off here let me give you a hand What might make you anxious babe could make me smile again Cash out what do you get? Been on the verge so long I’m a cheap date Make love while it’s easy Walk into your big debut no more teasing Lord I hate it when I act that way Lord I hate it when I act that way Tongue tied there’s no reason Just got caught with something that I want now we’re even Kid gloves yeah I’ve been there Heart might skip but no loose lips needs to stay here Lord I hate it when I act that way Lord I hate it when I act that way
7.
Uh-Oh 02:31
Where ya been? Tough talking with your switch on high And who with? Rough traders they've got blood in their eye Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, uh oh Add it up Another pitcher 'til it spills over glass That's enough Hand holding and you're hoping it lasts Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, uh oh And I'd feel a lot better if you whispered it low Fan fiction - keep it in your headphones Wanna sell it but there's too much show Well uh oh, well uh oh oh oh oh
8.
Call the cops Or baby you could call it off But you're a little late I already broke my heart I'm so ashamed Some things you would never guess But if I'm desolate I know that that's my fault And if there's a God, I'm going to hell I'm no angel Figure me out, and you do it so well When will you ever learn? Pot of gold Underneath your mistletoe But you're a little late I've already chose a bride I'm so afraid Some things you will never know But if I can't let go I know that that's my fault
9.
No Winners 03:34
Sweetheart I need counseling In love with the wrong thing Too much too soon I'm partially seething My baby is teething I'm through I've been so low but I've been blessed I've been so cautious with my ex but I'm single I've been so blessed but I've been low I've been so careless and awful, bingo Are you kidding me now? Am I impatient? Well I hate waiting Yeah I ain't patient I'm beaten and bruised up Sometimes I can't choose one What's left to come? Watching the defectives and dropping electives I'm done
10.
Well I'm out - and about With a friend of yours Who really knows how to Point and click He's a friend of yours But, he's a dick There's a lack of trust You should see it when it's The two of us But my mouth - is shut Any time your name's brought up Please don't say you've had it rough You've no idea, well Please don't ask you've had enough Oh, oh Well, it's over - and done But I'm feeling things I shouldn't be And I'm all choked up Really, you're choking me Could you stop that? Please don't say you've had it rough You've no idea, well Please don't ask you've had enough Oh, oh No destination Missing persons Taxi in LA Get your words in But if it worsens You have to be OK
11.
There's a chorus now I've been singing it out a long time Cause another verse Would hurt much worse There's a lotta low Secret chords that you still know But another key You sucked the life out of me Is it love now that you miss? Maybe this - is your niche - in Los Angeles There's a sweet refrain Your friend Lorraine would so dig It goes "You drink too much, find someone to fuck & then call me again" And those harsh words that I heard Slurred and distorted Well it ain't my fault - wound's buried in salt Now I don't give a shit Is there something that I missed? Tell you this - it's a cinch - in Los Angeles Watch yourself when you go out late at night Wrap yourself up tight - relax Is it love now that you miss? Maybe this - is your niche - in Los Angeles
12.
Look who's on the comeback trail I may have lost some details Well that's my cue strike up the band It's time to shake all these hands Guess I've got that get up and go Head over shoulder Shakedown baby, go, go, go Hand on my heart All those facts and figures don't work out, count up to 2 All those facts and figures don't work out, count up to 2 All your friends are diplomats They won't say where you're at Sucking face with heads of state These foreign daughters relate Everyday I'm diggin' a hole Anticipating those polls Walk around to see who talks So I can stuff this ballot box All those facts and figures don't work out, count up to 2 All those facts and figures don't work out, count up to 2 Everyday I dig a hole Anticipating those polls Walk around to see who talks So I can stuff this ballot box All those facts and figures don't work out, count up to 2 All those facts and figures don't work out, count up to 2

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Recorded at Recroom Audio, Anaheim CA. by Scott Flammer
Mixed at Recroom Audio and Kingsize records by Regrets & Brunettes and Scott Flammer
Mastered by JJ Golden
Artwork by Eric Vasquez

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released December 1, 2009

Richard Bivens - Vocals, Guitar, Keyboards
Anthony Chu - Guitar, Vocals
Robert Pavlovich - Bass, Vocals
Dylan Kato - Drums, Vocals
Scott Flammer - additional percussion on track 5

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