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16 Addresses

by The Gaslights

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1.
Give It Back 03:37
Lyrics: Give me back my time, my love, my tenderness was good enough, too good to waste on you, honey now we're through Give me back my song, my heart, my grace, my soul, my favorite bar, they don't belong to you You did what you had to do Give my back my pain, my sweat You're the one I regret Give it back Give me back those nights we talked and all the miles we both walked together, side by side. That was just a lie. Give me back the debts you owe and all the things we both know were never yours to take never yours to break All the days that I have lost, you weren't worth the cost Just give it back You can have the bitterness Honestly I'm over this I might forget I haven't yet Give me back my myth of you, the girl who thought the world of you I knew it from the start, you'd only break my heart Give me back my precious time, no that ain't pride ... just give it back
2.
Silver Ring 04:05
Lyrics: We set out five years ago not sure where the road would go Highway miles, highway dreaming We seen Oklahoma rain Lafayette in spring and an empty road before the morning And I know that I'm not easy Nothing worth much ever is Won't you take my silver ring it's all I have to give Trails of torn up engine parts, busted glass and broken hearts, beat up, broke, broke-down, and drunk on crazy Montana almost killed us both New York keeps her secrets close And the stars way down in Texas still amaze me And I know that you ain't easy Nothing worth much ever is I will take your silver ring It's all you had to give Miles and cigarettes, thicker skin and no regrets The cold inside my bones begins to fade Same old jeans, some other town, tear it up then tear it down, looks like I lost my crown along the way We set out five years ago down the only road I know with the engine humming soft the myth of leaving We stood on three coasts and prayed, stood on three coasts and weighed the high price of still believing And I know that this ain't easy Nothing worth much ever is I still have my silver ring and he's got his
3.
Texas 03:27
Lyrics: Same old streets, same old days, same wasted nights It's cold in this city baby, even in July Nothing ever came easy What I earned didn't come for free If the wind gonna switch and the storm gonna come let it rain down over me Anybody want to go to Texas, play in a rock n' roll band? Anybody want to roll like the wind on the road on a string of one night stands? Anybody sick and tired of heartache? Are you looking for a different kind? Anybody want to go to Texas, because I'm leaving here tonight I'm tired of the righteous talking and I'm tired of the easy lies I'm a brass-balled loudmouthed bitch I'd never compromise Bring that Blue Norther, I know I'll get by Turn the van around now, head it south down 35 I know that prayers upon the wind they don't mean anything They don't mean anything at all It ain't where you're from but where you land my love when you find a better place to fall And you'll fall ... Anybody want to go to Texas, because I'm leaving here this time
4.
Still Around 03:36
Lyrics: The bitter pill, the wasted time, it all came back to that white line Hearts get broken all the time when hearts get in the way Boxes and a coffee cup, what I kept, what I gave up If I hide this long enough will the fear just slip away? Tomorrow you'll be drinking, and I've already drowned Tomorrow you'll be thinking what I know right now She was tall and her eyes were blue He told me that he loved me too I can't pin this all on you but some things never change I promised what most women won't I think I did what most men don't Kept you close enough to hold, far enough to walk away Tomorrow I'll be drinking, I can tell you that right now Tomorrow I'll be thinking I've already drowned, I've already drowned I am learning to forget your middle name and the night we met I can't say that I regret the day we walked way I wonder how you are sometimes Did you ever fit inside the lines? I recall there was a time when I wanted you that way Tomorrow you'll be drinking and I've already drowned Tomorrow you'll be thinking about what I'm doing now, I'm still around
5.
16 Addresses 02:58
Lyrics: Just one more street I don't have to drive down One more place I don't have to go back to Get in this car, let's ride around There's no place that we have to run home to Your daughters loved bad men who took all their money, left them with children and cancer and pain Your son left for somewhere fancy and sunny Does he even remember your name? 16 addresses since the day that you left us, I don't know shit about building a thing Will you forgive us? We outlived this place you dreamed, this place you dreamed I tried to stay high every Christmas I just wanted to hang with my friends I never thought I'd miss it until I couldn't hold it again Just a small town, Indian summer, sun tea brewing by the screen door Cool green water, Fourth of July, it ain't mine anymore Just one more street I don't have to drive down One more place that ain't mine to go back to
6.
Lyrics: Hard living I explained We watched the light on Pontchartrain We closed our eyes and prayed for rain We knew that it would come Where the Mississippi ends, pours its heartache out again, a thousand stories found the sand and sank into the sun I don't have the patience for the ugliness of winter I don't want to stay and fight another one Somewhere there's a road that ain't broken with the cold where the stories sink and roll and slip into the sun Easy living, wasted time Shot of whiskey with your wine Does that memory survive or did it wash away? Well, she rolls along, sings a darker hollow song I still believe that we belong where the river rolls away
7.
Last Dollar 03:40
Lyrics: Oh well I've been to Texas, I've been to Baton Rouge And I've driven out past Little Rock 'cause darling I've got nothing left to prove I've been poor enough to have to spend that last dollar I keep inside my shoe Go on now lead the life you're gonna live sweetheart I'll lead the life I choose What else I gonna do? I got good folk in Missouri I got good friends in Tennessee And Miss Rhonda out in Kansas she always take good care of me Sweet Louisiana, where the whiskey's always free Wherever it is we're rolling darlin' that's where, where I'm gonna be I got a friend in California She says she's gonna be a star She hooked up with some producer I hear he drives a fancy car All those empty promises All they ever gonna do is break your heart Go on, headline the Filmore mama I'll keep playing these dive bars ... over and over again
8.
Lyrics: Empty conversation beneath the neon lights A lot of useless information up from the barroom floor tonight Call me what you like, I'll never be your pretty little thing Cut me down with all the mean you got, I'll never be your pretty little thing I remember talk around the table when the heroes all were hungry Situations change and now they sit, they sit spiritless and lonely I saw you up there once You were arrogant and limitless Is this what you traded in, all your innocence for bitterness? And I watch the fancy girls take off their clothes I watch the fancy girls take off all their clothes That's what their mama's taught 'em, I suppose I'll never be, I'll never be your pretty, little thing What's past is past my darlin', now it's gone and the details do not matter We are the ghosts who ceaselessly move on humbled, cooled and shattered Call me what you like I'll never be your pretty little thing I'm too proud and scarred to ever be your pretty little thing
9.
Lyrics: These are the scars I know, the ones that I've forgotten They landed on me once, cut the skin clean open These are my memories, stories in my skin I didn't put them there They kind of worked their way in So you got a new tattoo hummingbird and anchor I want to touch you there where the needle made you bleed I got one across my heart, but the healing made it raise The fool who did the work let the color fade and I see you and the secrets that you tell Every letter, every color You wear them well When we're young we hold our sins brilliant like a diamond All the promises we kept and lost along the way When we're young we hold the hope that someday we'll have better Never think of what we are as just a string of yesterdays I read you like a book You wear it on your sleeve This dragon broke your heart This diamond made you bleed This face, he is your hero These words were for your wife And each one was forever, for the rest of your life And I see you, everywhere you've been Etched like a map across your skin There are years I can't recall and love I don't want to remember I'm reminded in the light when I look inside the mirror And time she has a way of healing what remains but she can't erase the ink and she can't erase the pain
10.
15 Hands 02:50
Lyrics: I want a horse that measures 15 hands, my own scrap of dirt and a good honest man Coffee in the morning and a fire at night Snow in December and tomatoes in July I don't need nobody to pay my bills Mama never took a handout I never will I'll work till I die on a thing that I love and know at the end of the day that's enough Well, that's enough Honey, that's enough I want to trust the dirt I'm standing on knowing full well I'll have to walk it all alone And if I find a place to settle down, may it be somewhere quiet on the outskirts of town I need a warm place to lay my head, my good dog curled up at the foot of my bed I work every morning, I drink whiskey every night with that Sunday that comes after Saturday night, Saturday night
11.
Nadeen 03:08
Lyrics: Well I'm 40 miles from Wichita and I can see forever in the backseat rolling fast at 85 It's a promise as familiar as a Sunday chicken dinner, but out here it can eat your heart alive If I give you all I got will you give me just a little, a little more to get me through the night Whiskey, pills, or love my darlin', it don't really matter A little more will get me down the line Oh Nadeen, put on your red dress honey, dance for me You're the finest thing I've ever seen Oh, my sweet Nadeen I've seen the worst, I've seen the best, forgiven some, forgot the rest, and restlessness has gotten me this far Old dark roads and neon lights and bad cocaine and sleepless nights, a busted suitcase and an old guitar Well I'm 40 miles past Wichita and bound for Colorado, where the mountains turn to desert to sea Somewhere in the constellations mama, I can see you dancing, your pretty eyes are smiling back at me Oh, Nadeen .. Well, I promise I'll be safe and I promise I'll take care, and I promise you I'll see you here again And if you swear you'll keep on dancing then I swear I'll keep on singing, 'cause this road is long and it don't ever end
12.
Lyrics: Put a coat of paint on the marks that measured three generations on a doorframe in the bedroom Pull the blinds, scrub the dirt of forty winters building fires out in the front room I never noticed how it smelled like eucalyptus and lemon oil until it reeked of emptiness I never noticed how the sunlight cut so deep across the kitchen, til all the wooden spoons were gone It's on the market Fifty years is up for sale If the asking price is too high I'm sure they'll cut a deal But the memory comes with it though, it's buried in the wood I don't have the room, or I'd take it if I could I would take it if I could Someone new will paint the basement stairs Fire-engine red is not in style this year Someone new will pull the boxwoods from that unforgiving clay It took them twenty years to grow Get in the corners, clean the dog-hair and stray puzzle pieces from children long since grown Dig up the flower pots, put chrysanthemums outside No one wants to buy a lonely house in wintertime It's on the market ...

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released November 1, 2007

Abigail Henderson: vocals, guitar
Chris Meck: guitar
Glen Hockemeier:drums
Matt Waddell: bass

Produced in 2007 by Chad Meise and The Gaslights. Engineered by Chad Meise. Mixed by Chad Meise with The Gaslights .. somewhere in Kansas City, MO. Mastered by Collin Jordan at The Boiler Room, Chicago, IL.

Copyright © 2007 Flyover Records, ASCAP.

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