Texty: Rosanne Cash. Seven Year Ache.

You act like you were just born tonight
Face down in a memory but feeling all right
So 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
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

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?

Splitting your dice to be someone you're not
You say you're looking for something you might've 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
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
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