Recent Songs: A Seven-Year War

A Seven-Year War


Woke up in a mega-mart parking lot
I’d let the radio drain the battery
The stars like seeds planted up in the sky
Grew out into a cold pale morning
Dollar-ten coffee in a Styrofoam cup
I swear, I shouldn’t let you throw me this way
Wait on my hood for my sister to come
And when she does she says, “Well, Happy Birthday!”

But let me tell ya now...

You and me, we’re a Seven-Year War
I know I’ll never win
You’re love is a thousand cuts
And I’m too thin-skinned

First time I saw you, you were all lace and boots
You were talking about Richmond and clubs
We drank too much and kissed against a brick wall
It was romantic ‘til it caught up with us
Last time I saw you, you threw a glass at me
You said, “I hate the way you smile at me sometimes.”
I bet my skin’s still under your fingernails
You’re sentimental when no one's in your vice

You and me, we’re a Seven-Year War
I know I’ll never win
You’re love is a thousand cuts
And I’m too thin-skinned

Maybe you’ll end up in New Orleans
Doing like you said you would
Maybe I’ll end up in Austin
I’ll probably still do no good
Yesterday, I met this real cool girl
And she’s already stolen my mind
You say my problem’s that I can’t be alone
But Babe, I feel alone all the time

And don't forget, hon

You and me, we’re a Seven-Year War
I know I’ll never win
You’re love is a thousand cuts
And I’m too thin-skinned
You and me, we’re a Seven-Year-War
Soon as it’s over it starts over again
Three-dog-nights make me take your blankets
Cause I am so, so thin-skinned

So, so...
So thin-skinned
So, so...
So thin-skinned


August 16, 2015