That'll Come Back to Haunt Me

[couchgrouch]

That'll Come Back to Haunt MeMy heart has excuseswhy it cheated and drankI bare them to four bare wallswhere their echoes boomerangbut I knew my drunken mistake would come back and taunt meI sat there and said, on that hotel bed"that'll come back to haunt me"life holds many lessonsif they're not lived they're not learnedmidnight's taught me that womenturn their backs but don't returncos shadows ain't flesh and boneit's just whiskey that's conned meso I'll feel but never touchall that'll come back to haunt meit's funny how faces that aren't thereuse loneliness for a lairfor in the moody darkness all I seeis what my own blindness did to methe night I was unfaithfulmy fate was already deadthe fact I'm living just meansmy years don't know it yetso I await yesterdaycos morning doesn't want mebecause my sin, is a ghostly windthat'll come back to haunt me(c)2005 Robert George