Trisha Yearwood - Seven year ache

^CYou act like you were just born tonight Face ^Amdown in a memory, but feeling all right So ^Gwho does your past belong to today? Baby, ^Amyou don't say nothing when you're ^Gfeeling this way

The ^Cgirls in the bars thinking, "Who is this guy?" But ^Amthey don't think nothing when they're telling you lies ^GYou look so careless when they're shooting that bull Don't you know ^Amheartaches are heroes when their ^Gpockets are full

^FTell me you're trying to cure a ^Emseven-year ache ^AmSee what else your old ^Fheart can take The boys say, "When is he gonna ^Dmgive us some room" The ^Amgirls say, "God, I hope he ^Gcomes back soon"

^CEverybody's talking, but you don't hear a thing You're ^Amstill uptown on your downhill swing ^GBoulevard's empty, why don't you come around? Baby, ^Amwhat is so great about ^Gsleeping downtown?

There's ^Cplenty of dives to be someone you're not You say you're ^Amlooking for something you might have forgot ^GDon't bother calling to say you're leaving alone 'Cause there's a ^Amfool on every corner when you're ^Gtrying to get home

Just ^Ftell her you're trying to cure a ^Emseven-year ache ^AmSee what else your old ^Fheart can take The boys say, "When is he gonna ^Dmgive us some room" The ^Amgirls say, "God, I hope he ^Gcomes back soon"

Just ^Ftell me you're trying to cure a ^Emseven-year ache ^AmSee what else your old ^Fheart can take The boys say, "When is he gonna ^Dmgive us some room" The ^Amgirls say, "God, I hope he ^Gcomes back soon"