| You Am I | |
| Miscellaneous | |
| Heavy Heart | |
| Been watching so much TV | |
| I'm thinner than I should be | |
| I'm like a waterlogged ball | |
| That no-one wants to kick around anymore | |
| An all day morning hair-do | |
| That no comb can get through | |
| It's all granola and beer | |
| A calling card and a silk cut souvenir | |
| I miss you like sleep | |
| And there's nothing romantic about the hours I keep | |
| The morning when it starts | |
| I don't look so good | |
| Now I got a heavy heart | |
| I talk a lot about football | |
| And girls I kissed in Grade 4 | |
| I piss off my friends | |
| And digging a hole just staring at the floor | |
| Now every t-shirt's got a wine stain | |
| I'm loving cigarettes again | |
| I know every tune about guys and girls | |
| and hurts and hearts and moans | |
| I miss you like sleep | |
| And there's nothing romantic about the hours I keep | |
| The morning when it starts | |
| I don't look so sharp | |
| Now I got a heavy heart | |
| It's just a low rent paying, palpitating pulp under my shirt | |
| But there's a weight that's sitting | |
| Oh God it hurts | |
| Oh God it hurts | |
| Been watching so much TV | |
| I'm thinner than I should be | |
| I'm like a waterlogged ball | |
| That no-one wants to kick around anymore | |
| I miss you like sleep | |
| And there's nothing romantic about the hours I keep | |
| The morning when it starts | |
| Oh my heavy heart |