Well don't you stop wasting time, and come back down the line,
I'm right where you left me before.

I can't say I've been Behaved, you'd not believe me anyways,
There's been other women of course.

So hold me to this one.
I wont make the same mistakes anymore.
Come on now darlin, please darken my door.

With me its where you belong, so bring yourself back home.
we'll tear this town down to the ground.

White water tavern nights, old songs and cheap red wine.
There's no finer mess to be found

I'll hold you to this one
I still hear your footsteps crossing the floor
Come on now darlin please darken my door

Your bare feet on hardwood can barely make a sound
From the kitchen to the bedroom with all the lights down.
A glass of water, some whiskey, the smoke in your hair
All I taste is the perfume you wear.

yeah, that perfume you wear.


I don't expect that you will stay, gone are the good ole' days,
damn weren't we sure something else.

Ive caused enough trouble here, so girl get it in high gear
and come save me from myself.

We'll hold to this one
I still taste that god awful perfume you wore.

Now we'll hold to this one
Wont make the same mistakes anymore
Come on now darlin please darken my door

well come on now darlin
well come on now darlin
come on now darlin please darken my door...

For what its worth

I haven't blogged in a little while. I'm bad. I'm not sure why I even do this. Therapy I guess? I've been writing songs.... Songs which I'm recording. I have no Idea what will come out of it. Maybe peace? Hopefully.

The sleepless nights are now few and far between

Moving on, Burning bridge fueled by tears and Gasoline

Walking tall, Head held high by determination from the booze

Truth be told, Darlin' I hope I'm over you.

All my favorite songs sound like something else

Now they're personal... like a journal I didn't write myself

Carrying on, Pick myself up with reluctant pride

I've always said I've lived with no regrets....

...I lied

going out, trying things all new

making mistakes, like a drunken, bad tattoo

new faces, new judgements, a heart on trial

a dinner, a drink, a dance

but darlin... she ain't got your smile.

It was the way our bodies nestled in an embrace. It was the way our hands fit together. It was her smile.The true smile. The kind she would have in the purest moment of "her"...

It has been far too long since I have seen that smile.

insomnia

Who will kiss your forehead as you sleep?

Every night for years

Who will hold you at your sons wedding?

and dry your weeping tears

Who will be rocking on the front porch?

under the Spanish Moss and setting sun

Who will hold your hand in Heaven?

Will I be the one?

Lucero- Hey Darling, do you gamble?

Hey darling, do you gamble?
'Cause I'm running the inside track.
and I'm taking all that I can and I'm never looking back.
Now, I believe you should run with me for a while.

Now, I believe you should run with me until this Texas sun falls into the sea.
If I shed this skin of iron and this breath of kerosene.
Darling, would you take a chance on me?

There's no map shows where I'm going.
and I can't say just where I've been.
But with you, girl, by my side, lord, there ain't no game that I can't win.
Now, I believe you should run with me for a while.

I believe that you should run with me until this Texas sun falls into the sea.
If I shed this skin of iron and this breath of kerosene.
Darling, would you take a chance on me?

And I know you don't know what odds I've got
But intuition sure counts for a lot.
Now, you looked me square in the eyes more than once tonight
I figured you and me, we'll make it just fine.
We'll make it just fine.

Hey darling, do you gamble?
I'll be your gambling man.
Now we'll take all that we can
and we'll never look back again

Now I believe you should run with me.
Hell, now, I believe you should run with me for a while.

Now I believe you should run with me until this Texas sun falls into the sea.
If I shed this skin of iron and this breath of kerosene.
Darling, would you take a chance on me?

Hell, now, I believe you should run with me until this Texas sun falls into the sea.
If I shed this skin of iron and this breath of kerosene.
Darling, would you take a chance on me?
Darling, would you take a chance on me?

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Well, I did a terrible job at this blogging thing. To be honest, I've done a terrible job at many things in my life as of late. On one hand, things, in most peoples eyes, is awesome. I play my guitar with my best friends, Don't have to do manual labor and hang out with rockstars, or rather rockstars in some peoples eyes...yet I've learned so much about myself and would give it all...ALL away just to give everything where it belongs.

Shameless self promotion

Well hello there. I'm not exactly doing a good job at this blogging thing.You see, I'm busy. I forget about this thing because I'm always doing band related things(promoting,booking etc.) on myspace and whatnot.As we all know I've got alot of shit I can ramble about, but I'll get back to that later.

Now on to the shameless self promotion.
I'm in a band.A good one.It may not be your cup of tea, or you may love us, I don't know.Things are taking off for us and we stay booked up.Hell, venues have been calling us.I absolutely love it.Now, if you're some hipster indie snob, go away.You won't like it...at all.Don't get me wrong,I like a fair amount of indie music,but I ABSOLUTELY HATE you Hipster snobs...you'll make fun of my music yet you don't play an instrument?Go to back to Athens, the once vibrant and influential music town now fallen from grace,calling itself home to countless terrible bands playing what can be described only as contrived "Horse Shit".That place oozes snobbery and for what reason?Maybe because of what it USED to be.That's ridiculous.That's like the fat ass 45 year old guy that happened to play 2nd string on his high school football team the year they won the championship and bragging about it 30 years later.

Oh, would you look at that? I rambled.Now, back to the point. I'm so happy to be playing with these guys.We're ALL old fans of good Pop-Punk and Hardcore.So, what do we do? We fuse them.People are sick of all this Metal-Core Bullshit.I tried it for a bit, and hated doing it.There's only a handful of bands doing what we are and it's getting big.We're on the crest of a new wave.EVERY show we play, the venue owners,management and kids come up to us afterward just stoked on our stuff.It's new....sort of.I mean we've been playing New Found Glory's "My Friends Over You", and kids have been going nuts.It's like.."See, you liked this stuff before you had a rooster haircut and listened to shitty music.It's ok".We've even done an Atari's song a time or two. Here's a secret.... next time we play at the Pivot or Ekklesia, we're probably gonna cover MXPX.Mix this stuff with some Hardcore and breakdowns and you have SWING THE LEAD. We're recording some new material thats alot poppier than what's on our Myspace so stay tuned....

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