Why is it that you roam
Leave me here to cry and moan
Thinking you may not come home
Is this how you want me to atone?
All mistakes we both have made
In a black or dark grey shade
The way we sneaked around and played
Did what ever feelings bade
Now you leave and say goodbye
Leaving me to always try
To hold only memories of this
The scent of sheets, the longest kiss
I guess it’s true what they say
For every sin, you will pay.
The Bag Lady 