Credits:
Engineered by Charlie Chastain, Nate Nelson, Kayla Dover, and Hank Sullivant (except for Sober, which was engineered by Patrick Doherty and Wim Tapley; and Mary, which was engineered by Patrick Doherty, Luke O’Kelley, and Wim Tapley)
Assistant engineered by John Bellerjeau, Corbin Cooper, Zach Bradley, Julian Dirse, Liam Hawn, Will Harsch, and Neel Smith
Mixed by Charlie Chastain, Nate Nelson (1A, 4B), Ken Lasso (2B), and Wim Tapley (3B)
Mastered by Charlie Chastain
Guitars, vocals, piano, bass (5A, 6A), drums (5A, 6A) and synths by Wim Tapley (and sometimes Charlie when Wim sucked)
Bass by Garrett Gray (1A, 2A, 3A, 4A, 2B, 3B, 4B, 5B)
Drums by Daniel Miller (1A, 2A, 3A, 4A, 1B, 2B, 3B, 4B, 5B)
Saxophone by Olin Cordell
Pedal Steel by Cannon Rogers (3A, 4A) and Matt ‘Pistol’ Stoessel (3B)
Synth by Aidan Babuka Black (2B)
Backup vocals by Bea Porges (4B)
All songs written and composed by Wim Tapley
So Good was co-written with Bea Porges
Cheapin’ Out was co-written with AG Schiano (Clover County)
Artwork by John Volny
1A - Talk To Me
2A - Soldiers
3A - Well Tequila
4A - Errands
5A - Three Times
6A - One Step
1B - Jefe
2B - Mary
3B - Sober
4B - So Good (feat. Bea Porges)
5B - Cheapin’ Out
​
Released by Cannon Records on February 2nd, 2024
Red Door
Talk To Me
One hour since my baby left
I catch another breath of outer space
The way she killed her cigarette
Like she’d already seen the death that it would bring
There’s something ‘bout the way
That she looks to me so sweetly
I’d take her every day
Oo I gotta say
There’s something ‘bout the way you talk to me
There’s something ‘bout the way you think
There’s something ‘bout the way you talk to me
There’s something ‘bout the way you think
Way you think
Two hours since I grabbed the check
Put the money in the bag
And let it sink
She said until we meet again
But the dogs are on my scent
Till I’m in chains
There’s something ‘bout the way
That she looks to me so sweetly
I’d take her every day
Oo I gotta say, baby
There’s something ‘bout the way you talk to me
There’s something ‘bout the way you think
There’s something ‘bout the way you talk to me
There’s something ‘bout the way you think
Way you think
​
Soldiers
New cracks on the pavement
Tripped up over something you said,
Oh, oh
Fast track to the races
That moment it passes again just like it always does
Oh, but
Some things you just never get over and that’s alright
Because even when the fight is all over
We’re all fighting dead soldiers
In our minds
Come home
You don’t
Have to do it alone, oh
Hop in my spaceship
Got a gun on my hip and a seat for ya
Oh, but
Some things you just never get over and that’s alright
Because even when the fight is all over
We’re all fighting dead soldiers
In our minds
Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh
Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh
Because some things you just never get over
And it feels like it’s torture
But it’s alright
Because even when the fight is all over
We’re all fighting dead soldiers
In our minds
Kinda fucked up isn’t it
It’s all so fucked up isn’t it
Everything’s fucked up isn’t it
Isn’t it
Isn’t it
​
Well Tequila
Well, you jumped in with no regard for breaking your fall
Something I’ve seen before
‘Cause you played that card right out of my hand
So when I caught wind I couldn’t help but follow your course
Now look where that’s landed us
Safer than we should've been
Well the years
They might cover up
All the love that floated between us
I don’t think that shit just gets up
And floats away
I’ve been thinking ‘bout my make-up
Aren’t we all just the sum of
Who we love
Those who love us
And those who cause us pain
I took too many shots last Summer
Went flying and spent all my dollars
Anything not to lay in bed all day
I’ll always choke on well tequila
‘Cause of the nights I kept up with ya
I'm older now, but younger than I think
Oh
Oh when I jumped out
I had my doubts but I played it tough
Rougher than I ever was
‘Cause I’ll scramble for an easy way out
Tried to numb myself but the tears came welling up
Got lucky when I drove ya
Back to your friend’s house
I took too many shots last Summer
Still reeling with the paranoia
I still have days where I can’t do a thing
But I’ll always choke on well tequila
‘Cause of the nights I kept up with ya
I’m older now, but I ain't learned a thing
Oh
​
Errands
Oh, my baby
You got me fucked up more than I’ve ever been
My heart was so torn up
Had to run and grow one back again
Give me just a minute so I can get to feeling like a person
Then won’t you scoop me up
When you’re downtown running your errands
There’s something bout the way that felt
There’s something bout feeling like I couldn’t love someone else the same
You’re everything I love in this town
You’re begging me to move away
Move away
Oh, my baby
You got me fucked up more than I’ve ever been
My heart was so torn up
Had to run and grow one back again
Give me just a minute so I can get to feeling like a person
Then won’t you scoop me up
When you’re downtown running your errands
I hope you still look at my picture frame
‘Cause I meant everything I wrote in that note I left at your door
What else was I supposed to say
That I don’t love you even more every day
Even when you’re gone
Oh, my baby
You got me fucked up more than I’ve ever been
My heart was so torn up
Had to run and grow one back again
Give me just a minute so I can get to feeling like a person
Then won’t you scoop me up
When you’re downtown running your errands
Oo, woah
Oo, woah
Won’t you scoop me up
When you’re downtown running your errands
Oo, woah
Oo, woah
Won’t you scoop me up
When you’re downtown running your errands
​
Three Times
Worked all night and day
I made a couple dollars just to throw ‘em away
It’s a tough break
Getting exactly what I paid for
And my heart just breaks
Thinking ‘bout the time I spent chasing the wrong things
But I know they helped guide me
To the right place
But I don’t sleep anymore
Cause I’ve been up since I had you in my arms
Maybe I want the world
Thinking that would happen more than once
My lover, you don’t come around enough
Even when I see you three times a day
Cause you think a college town ain’t big enough
For the good things you got coming your way
And I don’t sleep anymore
I don’t sleep anymore
I don’t sleep anymore
I don’t sleep anymore, babe
Turned my shit around
Planted all my love way under the ground
And prayed that it wouldn’t sprout when you came closer
But winter turned to spring
I told you every goddamn thing
Didn’t get an ounce of subtlety from my creator
My lover, you don’t come around enough
Even when I see you three times a day
Cause you think a college town ain’t big enough
For the good things you got coming your way
And I don’t sleep anymore
I don’t sleep anymore, babe
I don’t sleep anymore
I don’t sleep anymore
I don’t sleep anymore
Cause I’ve been up since I had you in my arms
Maybe I want the world
Thinking that would happen more than once
​
One Step
Lover of mine won’t you ease my thoughts
Cause I’m stuck between a hard place and a rock
Stuck between a good thing and another
I wonder how far we’ve come
And I’ll wander
Till we got our
Equilibrium
We had our day under the sun
Now I don’t know what keeps me coming back for more
But I know I won’t always feel the way I want
And I want you to break the curse
Won’t you take what’s yours
If you take
One step, babe
I pray
That it’ll be towards me, yeah
If you take
One step, babe
I pray
That it’ll be towards me, yeah
I might’ve lost something I won’t find
Buried in the corner of my mind
If you hired then I’d work the overtime
But I don’t wanna tell a soul
Just how far it goes
If you take
One step, babe
I pray
That it’ll be towards me, yeah
(It’ll be towards me, yeah)
If you take
One step, babe
I pray
That it’ll be towards me, yeah
(It’ll be towards me, yeah)
Oh
If you take
One step, babe
I pray
That it’ll be towards me, yeah
It’ll be towards me, yeah
If you take
One step, babe
I pray
That it’ll be towards me, yeah
It’ll be towards me, yeah
​
Jefe
You’ve been
On my mind
Since I closed my tab last night
Neon
High Life
Your receipts I used to write on
When we’re up so high
That we can’t feel low
Why do we get stuck in the middle
If I had the time
Or the change to throw
I hope you know that
Baby girl, I’ll call you up
When I get my shit together
If you need love, just look up
At the way people look at ya
Oh
The way people look at ya
(You know they love you, oh)
The way people look at ya
(You know they love you)
Oh
You broke
Your phone
When we were dancing on a table
I felt bad
So I drove you home
And thought of you in East Atlanta
When we’re up so high
That we can’t feel low
Why do we get stuck in the middle
If I had the time
Or the change to throw
I hope you know that
Baby girl, I’ll call you up
When I get my shit together
If you need love, just look up
At the way people look at ya
The way people look at ya
(You know they love you, oh)
The way people look at ya
(You know they love you)
The way people look at ya
(You know they love you, oh)
The way people look at ya
(You know they love you)
The way people look at ya
​
Mary
I’ve been spending all my time with you
I’ve been lending half my mind to you
I’ve been tryna ease up, play it cool
But it’s no use
I’ve been watching days fly by with you
I’ve been tryna catch a breath or two
‘Cause things I love just pass me by too soon
Too soon
It wasn’t supposed to be like this
I just wanna breathe you in
I just wanna feel your kiss
Every night
And every morning
Told myself that I could run from you
But every step I take, you’re in pursuit
Begging me not to change all the things that we do
‘Cause Mary you just don’t love me like I love you
It wasn’t supposed to be like this
I just wanna breathe you in
I just wanna feel your kiss
Every night
And every morning
It wasn’t supposed to
It wasn’t supposed to be like this
I just wanna breathe you in
I just wanna feel your kiss
Every night
It wasn’t supposed to be like this
I just wanna breathe you in
I just wanna feel your kiss
Every night
And every morning
It wasn’t supposed to
​
Sober
When I drink
I sit and think of getting sober
But when I’m sober all I want is that damn high
How long will I walk myself in circles
So paralyzed
It’s been 27 hours since I saw you
And I’m dreading when that becomes 28
But for now I start to see the crystal waters
Behind your haze
Still look for you in every little corner
Like you’re the one thing that’s still keeping me awake
When my ash is burnt down to the filter
I’ll fade away
‘Cause when I drink
I sit and think of getting sober
But when I’m sober all I want is that damn high
How long will I walk myself in circles
So paralyzed
I miss the way you made me feel like talking
To strangers that I’d meet along the way
Now I wonder if they smiled and nodded
To get away
‘Cause when I drink
I sit and think of getting sober (sober)
But when I’m sober all I want is that damn high (high, high)
How long will I walk myself in circles
So paralyzed
So paralyzed
Woah
Behind these eyes
Oh
I still drink and sit and think of getting sober
‘Cause when I’m sober all I want is that damn high
How long will I walk myself in circles
So paralyzed
How long will I walk myself in circles
So paralyzed
​
So Good (feat. Bea Porges)
I dug my own grave
I know what took me out
I let you in, babe
Let you right back out
It’s feeling dangerous
That I can’t let you go
But I just keep saying
What’s wrong with a little more
Cause it hits so good
It hurts so good
It hits so good
It hurts so good
Maybe one day
I could tune you out
Until then, my baby
I can’t hear a thing without it bringing me back to that sound
And it’s feeling dangerous
That I can’t let you go
But I just keep saying
What’s wrong with a little more
Cause it hits so good
(so good, so good, so good, so good, so good)
It hurts so good
(so good, so good, so good, so good, so good)
It hits so good
(so good, so good, so good, so good, so good)
It hurts so good
(so good, so good, so good, so good, so good)
​
Cheapin' Out
Down on my luck if I ever had any
I made you cry just a week ago, babe
Said you don’t feel the love when you’re with me
You know it shook my frame the way you slammed my door
If I had any
You’d have plenty
I’ll give you nothing
Split it 50/50
While ya
Sit pretty
You’re wishing I could give you what you want, my love
I wish I had my money up
Instead of cheapin’ out on your sweet love
I wish I had some better words
To tell you that it’s not your fault
You let it go just to pick it up next week
Then you spread out like a centerfold
But oh my lord I ain’t ever had a fortune
Like you, my love
Like you, my love
I wish I had my money up
Instead of cheapin’ out on your sweet love
I wish I had some better words
To tell you that it’s not your fault