Name: Cheating Door by Roycester
Duration: 3 min 21 s
Description: A foot stomping cheating anthem with country rock revenge

Good As I Can Be

Bet You Don’t Miss Me is Stephen Ryder at his most vulnerable. This emotional country ballad dives deep into the quiet ache of unreturned love — when one person moves on without looking back, and the other’s still stuck in rewind. With aching lyrics, raw vocals, and a melody that lingers, it’s the kind of song that hits late at night when you’re wondering if they ever think of you too.

For anyone who’s ever said “I’m fine” and meant the opposite — this one’s for you.

Bet You Don’t Miss Me

Under The Stars - Country

Chasin' Whiskey

Chasin' Whiskey (feat. Jake Worthington)

Lost Ship

“Jesse Clayborne: LIVE” is not a polished studio record — it’s a bleeding, breathing performance.
Just Jesse, a battered guitar, a harmonica that sounds like it’s been crying for years, and a band that knows when to speak and when to let silence burn.

This is Americana-country-folk at its rawest, carved out of heartbreak and highway dust.
Every track feels like a last call confession, and the crowd knows they’re witnessing something sacred and broken all at once.

Last Night on the Hill (Live)

RUST & REDEMPTION



Neon buzz, 2 a.m.
She said, “Don’t ask where I been”
Had that look like she’d made peace,
With losin’ sleep and broken dreams...

Said she’d buried yesterday
Somewhere south of Santa Fe...
But you can hear her past rev up,
When it’s ridin’ shotgun, in your truck...


Demons run faster than rainbows,
That’s a hard-learned truth right there...
She chased the shine, I chased her shadow...
With an old and worn out prayer,
She kept swearin’ she was over it,
But I could tell she wasn't there...
Yeah, demons run faster than rainbows
And hers finally caught up... yaaaa...


Whiskey bent, jukebox moan...
Old Hank on repeat, sinkin’ slow...
She danced like she was runnin' low...
Tryin’ not to feel alone,
Said love don’t stick around...
It just circles back for blood,
I should’ve seen the warning signs,
But I was drinkin’ up the buzz...


Demons run faster than rainbows...
They don’t stall, they don’t fall out,
You can’t outdrive what you won’t face,
No matter how far you head south...
She said dawn would make it better,
Like it always does somehow...
Yeah, demons run faster than rainbows
And hers caught up to her now...


I ain’t sayin’ I was clean,
I had ghosts a ridin’ too...
But some storms ain’t meant to break,
They’re just meant to break you...


Demons run faster than rainbows,
That’s the truth we left unsaid...
You can paint the sky in promises,
Still wake up in your sins...
She thought the light would save her soul,
Like it’s supposed to do...
But demons run faster than rainbows
And hers finally caught up it's true...


Neon off, barroom closed,
Just a tab and out the door, it's time to go...
Some races don’t come with winners,
Just a finish line...

Demons

A foot stomping cheating anthem with country rock revenge

Cheating Door

Parking Lot Promises by Tony Gibbs
All rights reserved © ℗ 2025 Tony Gibbs

We were twenty-something, gas gauge flirting with E
Sharing one cigarette like it owed us a fee
You said, “I’ll never be like him,” staring at the hood
I said, “I’ll never quit on us,” like a tough guy would

We meant it… till real life showed up

Parking lot promises—cheap and loud
Said with a grin to impress the crowd
We drew forever on the back of a napkin
Then let the rain turn the ink into nothing
Yeah, we talked like saints, lived like thieves
Took the best part and refused to keep
Parking lot promises—look at us
We were rich in words, broke in trust

Now I see your car at the grocery store lot
I don’t turn my head, but my hands tie knots
I don’t hate you, I don’t blame you, I just understand
Some plans don’t survive when they leave your mouth and hit your hands

We meant it… till choices stacked up

Parking lot promises—cheap and loud
Said with a grin to impress the crowd
We drew forever on the back of a napkin
Then let the rain turn the ink into nothing
Yeah, we talked like saints, lived like thieves
Took the best part and refused to keep
Parking lot promises—look at us
We were rich in words, broke in trust

If I could go back, I’d talk less brave
I’d show up more, I’d learn your days
’Cause love ain’t said—love is proved
In the boring hours we used to lose

Parking lot promises—cheap and loud
Said with a grin to impress the crowd
We drew forever on the back of a napkin
Then let the rain turn the ink into nothing
Yeah, we talked like saints, lived like thieves
Took the best part and refused to keep
Parking lot promises—look at us
We were rich in words, broke in trust

Cheating Door

Roycester

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