Produced, mixed, engineered by Jim Siegel at the Outpost in Stoughton , MA
Recorded in September 2009
Edited and sequenced by Jeff Morris
CD layout by Christa Weiss
Web layout by Matthew “Monty” Montgomery
Demos recorded by Ennio Avallone in Charlestown , MA
All songs written by Mark Lind & The Unloved
All songs published by Bitter Bastard (ASCAP)

The Unloved are: Brittany Gray, Mark Lind, Jason Messina, Mike Savitkas, Steve Young

Additional crucial performances by Marc Cannata and Rob Lind

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No One To Cry To

Tell me if there's something more than this.
Is there something here to believe?
Everybody's running in circles now
Just to escape their reality.
I know I've done a little cloudy time where I took my eye off the road
I'm feeling like I'm back in focus now but I don't like where I've gone

Down the middle or across the line?
You gotta wonder if we're better off getting high

I've got no one to cry for me
And I've got nothing that I believe
And that's alright with me

Everybody's running in circles now
Just to find a place to stand
Everybody's talking hope and change
But you can't change what you can't
Ain't nobody give a damn for me
And there ain't no one for you
Disconnected, stranded and unloved
That's the song life wrote for you
It's true

Down the middle or across the line?
You gotta wonder if we're better off getting high

I've got no one to cry for me
And I've got nothing that I believe
And that's alright with me

Spoken:
Alright check this out: I'm gonna tell you a funny store except it's not that funny
When I came to the ‘they' and that's what they say and I asked in friendship
They told me it about business. “It's all about business, man”
But when I came to the ‘they' and that's what they say in business
They told me “it's all about friendship, man. It's all about friendship”
But where's a guy stand? What's a guy supposed to do?
What do you want? What do you want from me?

There's ain't nothing
No there ain't no one for me.
I've got no one to cry for me
And I've got nothing that I believe
And that's alright with me

This one is pretty self explanatory. Everyone is talking about hope and change these days but I'm feeling pretty stony like a dried up well. The lines that Brit sings are about sobriety which may play a role in the well being dried up…metaphorically speaking of course. -ML

I'll Be There

When I'm feeling out of rope
When I think I can't go on
When I'm feeling like I've got no one at all
Do you think you might be there?
When you're feeling down and out
When you're feeling all alone
When you're feeling like your back's against the wall
Just call my name and I'll be there

We're all feeling on the outs (sometimes)
We're all feeling insecure (at least I'm not ashamed)
We're all feeling like there ain't no one at all (I'm so alone)
Just call my name and I'll be there

Tom said “the waiting's the hardest part”
And I went and took it to the heart

When you're feeling down and out
When you're feeling all alone
When you're feeling like there ain't no one at all
Just call my name and I'll be there

I think this one also explains itself. We all feel this way sometimes and hope and pray that someone out there will save us. . The Tom referenced in the solo section is Tom Petty. -ML

Cold Hearted (Son of a Bitch)

When I look into the mirror lately what stares back at me?
A face that I don't recognize and eyes I can't bear to meet
Hey there, Mr. Stranger. Is this how you've always dreamed you'd be?
A broken, bruised, empty shell of a man that's been branded by the days he's seen

Karma is a bastard and it goes around, you see.
And I'm a cold hearted son of a bitch so I'll take what's gonna come to me

I could head on out to California
Or down to Tennessee
And just leave my troubles so far behind that they'll never find a way to me
Isn't that the joke of my life?
Ain't that the irony?
Cuz my troubles exist right here in my mind and I know they'll come along with me.

Karma is a bastard and it goes around, you see.
And I'm a cold hearted son of a bitch so I'll take what's gonna come to me

I've got a heart of stone.
But it's never gonna weigh me down

Karma is a bastard and it goes around, you see.
And I'm a cold hearted son of a bitch so I'll take what's gonna come to me

Some have called it selfishness. Some have called it being ‘set in my ways'. Some call it stubbornness. I call it being a cold hearted son of a bitch. If karma does exist then it probably explains a lot cuz in some ways I got it coming to me. But I'm sure there are other people that will get it a lot worse than I will. -ML

Crucify Me

Some mornings I just lay awake in bed and I tell myself I can't go on
Then many nights I lay awake and pray to God that by the morning light I will be gone
I fill my head with all these stupid goals just as a means to an end to carry on

Go on and say what you will of me
I won't accuse you of the lie
Cuz no one hates me more than I do
You got my ok to crucify
Crucify me.

Sometimes I feel like I can't face another day.
I just can't carry on and on.
Would it be so bad if I just ceased to exist?
I'm sure the world could carry on

Go on and say what you will of me
I won't accuse you of the lie
Cuz no one hates me more than I do
You got my ok to crucify
Crucify me.

Good enough for someone else
I walk down the streets and don't feel like myself
Looking at the faces of people I'll never meet
I'll never know. I'll never understand what makes them tick
In my head's a raging storm
Where was the turn that made it all go wrong?
Carry on….

Go on and say what you will of me
I won't accuse you of the lie
Cuz no one hates me more than I do
You got my ok to crucify
Crucify me.

If you've never wanted to slice your wrists then consider yourself lucky. But this song is for the people that do or have been there. This one no longer applies to me but there are still some days when these words ring true. And I wanted to include this one in the record for those out there that can still relate. Hang in there with us. -ML

Sell Your Souls

I know
I don't care
The lies that became of our promises
Ain't getting us anywhere

Do you remember your days before the drugging and booze?
When you stood by me and I could still stand you.
Do you remember how we swore that we'd never be
Like the kind of guys that we would see hanging around and not going anywhere?

I know
I don't care
Wherever this road here should guide you
I'll just be glad that I'm not there

I remember how it was when my heart was coated in ice
And I remember how it felt when it thawed because I looked in your eyes
But you threw me down and you kicked my side
And you preached the truth while you told me lies
And I'm forever frozen up again

Tell me why did you go selling your souls on me
I used to think you were born of a dream
But now you've got me doubting all I once believed
Tell me why did you go selling your souls on me

I know
I don't care
If you should crawl back here tomorrow
You'd never mend up the tear

Today's loved ones could turn out to be tomorrow's adversaries. And that's really all this song is about. The promises we make today could be tomorrow's whopper of a lie. -ML

Sad Songs

Summer nights so thick with despair
I can almost taste the pain in the air
I'm out walking. I can't go home
To an empty house that's wall to wall with your ghost
So I grab an empty seat at the foot of the bar
And the levy breaks and I just drift beyond

And I sit listening to sad, sad songs
Thinking about all the ways it went wrong

I add it up but I just can't find
An answer that will bring me peace of mind
I hear the voices. I hear the laughs
I'm in a crowd but I still feel so detached
So I grab an empty seat at the foot of the bar
And the levy break and I do my best to drown

And I sit listening to sad, sad songs
Thinking about all the ways it went wrong

And I sit listening to sad, sad songs
Thinking about all the ways it went wrong

The path of self destruction (self deception) is a road well traveled
You'll find my footprints there among the stones and gravel

I've always wanted to do a proper “duet” that wasn't just two dudes singing back and forth. I like the fact that both verses were written from one person's perspective but can be voiced by two different people because it shows that we're all kind of thinking the same things……. men and women I mean. -ML

The World is Fucked

Take a look around. The world is fucked.
Sometimes I get to thinking that there's no way out
Come on, people. Don't stand in the way
Life can catch you looking when you least expect
The things that you want aren't the things that you get
Just keep on trucking for another day

Lately I've been thinking all about the past
It seems so much easier when I think back
People say that's just your mind playing tricks on you
It's just the glass you've been looking through
But I beg to differ with my learned friends
Each step I take still leaves behind some prints
Along the road I have picked up a few things
That have weighed me down and made me way to sing….

Take a look around. The world is fucked.
Sometimes I get to thinking that there's no way out
Come on, people. Don't stand in the way
Life can catch you looking when you least expect
The things that you want aren't the things that you get
Just keep on trucking for another day

I've written so many words for times like these
And reassuring words are the things I need
Maybe now the old me can play council to the new
Set me straight and show me what to do

Take a look around. The world is fucked.
Sometimes I get to thinking that there's no way out
Come on, people. Don't stand in the way
Life can catch you looking when you least expect
The things that you want aren't the things that you get
Just keep on trucking for another day

17 on a mission
21 on the rocks
28 on my knees
31 when's it gonna stop?

Take a look around. The world is fucked.
Sometimes I get to thinking that there's no way out
Come on, people. Don't stand in the way
Life can catch you looking when you least expect
The things that you want aren't the things that you get
Just keep on trucking for another day
Just keep on trucking for another day
God, there must be another way

When I was younger I used to write more uplifting words. Sometimes I think ‘well I was just a naïve kid back then'. And sometimes I think I could use a helping hand from the old Mark. That's what the second verse is saying. The rest of it is just saying the world is screwed up and we're each playing a part to make it that way. -ML

Wasted Years

I flipped the calendar page to another December
Another turn
Another dying year

I don't know how
And I'm not sure I care
But one day I came to find myself right here
I woke up one morning on this side of 30
Beaten but a little more sincere

I did a lot of time
And I gave a way all these years
But there's no reward for bitterness and fear
I did a lot of time
And it still got me here
There ain't no cure for all these wasted years

I gave away the past 10 years with no return
I gave away every secret I held dear
I threw my heart on the table and I lost the bet
And I cried away a reservoir of tears

I did a lot of time
And I gave a way all these years
But there's no reward for bitterness and fear
I did a lot of time
And it still got me here
There ain't no cure for all these wasted years

I flipped the calendar page to another December
Another turn
Another dying year

I did a lot of time
And I gave a way all these years
But there's no reward for bitterness and fear
I did a lot of time
And it still got me here
There ain't no cure for all these wasted years

Time is our greatest asset. Or really it is our only asset if you think about it. And there is no excuse for wasting another person's precious time. There's no cure for that loss. Spend your time wisely. -ML