intro | | | | intro 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" {instrumental, same chords as chorus} 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" {repeat intro till fade} [email protected] (Adam Schneider)

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À propos de la chanson

La chanson évoque un homme en proie à des souvenirs troublants, qui semble flotter entre le passé et le présent. Malgré la tristesse qui l’entoure, il parvient à garder une apparence de sérénité. On perçoit chez lui un désir de guérir d’une peine de cœur qui dure depuis plusieurs années, tandis qu’autour de lui, amis et inconnus s'interrogent sur son avenir. Il est perdu dans une vie de futilités, cherchant une connexion réelle alors qu'il s'accroche à ce qu'il a oublié. Le contexte nous plonge dans une ambiance où la douleur émotionnelle et la quête d'identité cohabitent, illustrant comment certaines blessures perdurent et affectent notre manière d’interagir avec le monde. Dans ce cheminement, il semble que les amitiés éphémères et les faux-semblants ne mènent qu'à un sentiment d’isolement, amplifiant son désir de retrouver ce qu’il a perdu.