A song for JTS

Seven-Year Ache
Roseanne Cash

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?

Plenty of dives 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.”