This Ache Lyrics - Truth Be Told - Blues Traveler

This ache that follows you down 

From wherever you both came from 

Well it won't leave 

Quietly 

It just waits here noisily with me 

I turn to go but quite instead 

It sinks its fangs into my head 

And gnaws upon me like a greedy bone 

The fragrant scent of parts unknown 

I try my best but it gets worse 

And fearful of this blessed curse 

The moon is full, I feel my teeth 

My instincts give no sympathy 

For me 

And all I want is to stay 

Here with you 

For at least a couple of minutes more 

In your front seat 

By any reason I can find 

My right foot's still dangling out your door 

This ache that followed you down 

From wherever you both came from 

Well it won't leave 

Quietly 

It just waits here noisily with me 

The pots and pans and bareassed bones 

Would have me feeling all alone 

But never fear the ache is there 

And calmly he pulls up a chair 

And through the night we play some hands 

While the ache he issues his demands 

Yeah the ache he issues his demands 

And I'm like Custer at his lemonade stand 

And all I have is this ache 

Just to see you again 

Though I've got no pretext to 

And hope 

Won't quench my thirst this time 

Can't you see that I'm aching for you? 

I go to sleep; when I awake 

In the kitchen is my ache 

He cooks me breakfast, ties my shoes 

Puts in the time, he pays my dues 

He sticks a needle in my eye 

And haunts me like some tragic lie 

Reminds me 'till I bend to break 

But I've been given the gift of 

This ache, that followed you down 

From wherever you both came from 

Well it won't leave 

Quietly 

It just waits here noisily with me 

This ache, that followed you down 

From wherever you both came from 

Well he won't leave 

Quietly 

He just waits here noisily with me