"That's a pretty devastating song," he said.  "That may be the most subtly painful moment on the record.  It's a song about waking up next to someone and just being so horrified and just... crawling out of your skin... it's like you can't stand being next to them and you just want them to go away so badly.  You're angry at yourself for believing something as insubstantial as feelings or love could actually mean something, and they go. What's worse is the realization that you need to go out and do it again — to bring someone home — because you can't face being home alone and then, even worse in a way, is what you realize you have to do to achieve that.  You have to wipe away all the vestiges of who you are, empty yourself out because if anyone sees who you really are they're not coming home with you.  'Wash your eyes clear of anything/make them empty circles/dress yourself in black or grey.'"

"On Almost Any Sunday" might be the most painful moment on the record, but Duritz believes "You Can't Count On Me" is the ugliest moment, and that's why he didn't want it released as the first single.

"I do wish 'You Can't Count on Me' wasn't a single," he said.  "I see why they made it one, but it runs a real danger of being 'Born in the U.S.A.' where everyone just gets it wrong.  It's pretty in ways and it comes off as sounding like you can count on me - like a pretty song that someone stupidly put ugly, distorted guitars on top of.  They (the record company) actually asked us to take the ugly, distorted guitars off of it.  'Can we remix this for the single mix?'  No.  'In fact, here's the mix we've done.'  Now keep it to yourself because it's fucking horrible.  Well, it wasn't fucking horrible, it's just wrong."

"You Can't Count On Me" is central to the Sunday Mornings part of the record, sequenced in the middle of those songs as a reminder.

"It's about, 'Yeah, I've ended a million relationships and yeah, I can write really eloquently about them because I am sad about them being over and I can write a beautiful sad song about them being over but do not confuse that with me being better because the turnaround is all those ugly lines,"  he said.  "'(You) watch the sky/It's a pale parade of passing clouds/That cover the bed upon which we laid in the dark/and the memories that I made of a laughing girl.' 

"Those are the memories he and the girl share and its sad and you might want them back but the next line is 'but you're just my toy and I can't stop playing with you.'"