Seven Year Ache
You act like you were just born tonight
Face down in a memory but feeling all right
Who does your past belong to today?
Baby, you don't say nothing when you're feeling this way
The girls in the bars thinking "Who is this guy?"
But they don't think nothing when they're telling you lies
You look so careless when they're shooting that bull
Don't you know heartaches are heroes, when their pockets are full?
Tell me you're trying to cure a seven-year ache
And see what else your old heart can take
Boys say, "When's he gonna give us some room?"
The girls say, "God, I hope he comes back soon"
Everybody's talking, but you don't hear a thing
You're still uptown on your downhill swing
Boulevard's empty, why don't you come around
Baby, what is so great about sleeping downtown?
Split in your dust to be someone you're not
You're looking for something you might have forgot
Don't bother calling to say you're leaving alone
'Cause there's a fool on every corner when you're trying to get home
Just tell 'em you're trying to cure a seven-year ache
And see what else your old heart can take
The boys say, "When is he gonna give us some room?"
The girls say, "God, I hope he comes back soon"
Tell me you're trying to cure a seven-year ache
And see what else your old heart can take
Boys say, "When is he gonna give us some room?"
The girls say, "God, I hope he comes back soon"
Face down in a memory but feeling all right
Who does your past belong to today?
Baby, you don't say nothing when you're feeling this way
The girls in the bars thinking "Who is this guy?"
But they don't think nothing when they're telling you lies
You look so careless when they're shooting that bull
Don't you know heartaches are heroes, when their pockets are full?
Tell me you're trying to cure a seven-year ache
And see what else your old heart can take
Boys say, "When's he gonna give us some room?"
The girls say, "God, I hope he comes back soon"
Everybody's talking, but you don't hear a thing
You're still uptown on your downhill swing
Boulevard's empty, why don't you come around
Baby, what is so great about sleeping downtown?
Split in your dust to be someone you're not
You're looking for something you might have forgot
Don't bother calling to say you're leaving alone
'Cause there's a fool on every corner when you're trying to get home
Just tell 'em you're trying to cure a seven-year ache
And see what else your old heart can take
The boys say, "When is he gonna give us some room?"
The girls say, "God, I hope he comes back soon"
Tell me you're trying to cure a seven-year ache
And see what else your old heart can take
Boys say, "When is he gonna give us some room?"
The girls say, "God, I hope he comes back soon"
Credits
Writer(s): Rosanne Cash
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