Track Listing
All lyrics written by Max Bemis, all music composed by Max Bemis, Coby Linder and Alex Kent.
| Disc One | ||||
|---|---|---|---|---|
| No. | Title | Guest vocalist(s) | Length | |
| 1. | "Skinny, Mean Man" | Pete Yorn | 3:33 | |
| 2. | "No Soul" (contains a portion of the composition "Juicy Fruit", originally written by James Mtume; features DJ Swamp on turntables) | Anna Waronker | 3:36 | |
| 3. | "That Is Why" | 4:13 | ||
| 4. | "Surgically Removing the Tracking Device" | Adam Lazzara, Fred Mascherino | 2:30 | |
| 5. | "This Is Fucking Ecstasy" | Anthony Raneri | 2:39 | |
| 6. | "The Church Channel" | Hayley Williams | 3:04 | |
| 7. | "Shiksa (Girlfriend)" | Caithlin De Marrais | 3:38 | |
| 8. | "Baby Girl, I'm a Blur" | 4:19 | ||
| 9. | "Retarded in Love" (features Casey Prestwood on pedal steel guitar) | Chris Carrabba, Michael Auerbach | 3:06 | |
| 10. | "People Like You Are Why People Like Me Exist" | Trever Keith | 3:28 | |
| 11. | "Died a Jew" | 2:29 | ||
| 12. | "An Insult to the Dead" (Additional arrangement by Joshua Sultan) | 4:09 | ||
| 13. | "Sorry, Dudes. My Bad." | Chris Conley | 2:43 |
| Disc Two | ||||
|---|---|---|---|---|
| No. | Title | Guest vocalist(s) | Length | |
| 1. | "Spay Me" | 3:13 | ||
| 2. | "In Defense of the Genre" | Gerard Way | 4:02 | |
| 3. | "The Truth Is, You Should Lie with Me" | Joshua Sultan | 2:31 | |
| 4. | "The Word You Wield" | 3:50 | ||
| 5. | "Vexed" | 2:39 | ||
| 6. | "About Falling" | Matt Skiba, Laura Kirsch | 4:13 | |
| 7. | "You're the Wanker, If Anyone Is" | Jordan Pundik, Chad Gilbert, Aaron Gillespie | 3:22 | |
| 8. | "Spores" | 2:49 | ||
| 9. | "We Killed It" | Andy Jackson | 1:53 | |
| 10. | "Have at Thee!" | 3:03 | ||
| 11. | "Hangover Song" | Anthony Green | 0:58 | |
| 12. | "Goodbye Young Tutor, You've Now Outgrown Me" | 4:20 | ||
| 13. | "I Used to Have a Heart" | 4:17 | ||
| 14. | "Plea" | Kenny Vasoli, Hayley Williams | 4:31 |
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