It's time for Pat Monahan to get mad. On Train [ tickets ]'s third album, "For Me, It's You," the singer plays Mr. Nice Guy on nearly every track. As a result, the release lacks the sort of powerful elements that elevate simple rock from the mundane to the gutsy and memorable: tension, compelling lyrics and soul.

Not surprisingly, the few quality tracks on the disc are bluesy numbers that possess exactly the kind of balls the rest of the songs are sorely missing. On the mysterious "Explanation," Monahan sounds pissed, mistreated and vengeful. Right on! And the final, title track swaggers with drums and guitar laying down a fine, '70s-style rock-and roll-rhythm.

All too often, however, "For Me, It's You" is just too soft. Monahan's lyrics are overly sentimental--there isn't a hint of bite in any of the album's manifold breakup songs. Instead, Monahan goes on and on about how his "Days are better/Nights are still so lonely," on "Cab."

Next time, Pat, get mad. It suits you better than you think.