As the popularity of and plateaued, many bands had a lot to prove to stay in the game. As of 2003, had sidestepped any notion that they'd be stuck in the prototypical mold found on . Unlike their debut, isn't all about bitter breakups and doesn't fall into a permanent hole. Produced by ( , ), this sophomore effort finds maturing, reaching for textures and song structures instead of cliches. They still, however, alternate their full-on blasts with slower acoustic work, which doesn't hurt. Many antiromantic lyrics such as "my tongue is the only muscle on my body that works harder than my heart" saturate the disc, but there's still some resentment with downers such as "I hope you come down with something they can't diagnose and don't have a cure for." is one of the stronger tracks and isn't so much a fresh entry as it is a rewrite of their semihit It's not quite deja vu; it's just consistent. ~ Kenyon Hopkin