She stood beside quite a way
But now she's gone
I thought for sure that she was mine
But I was wrong
And now she's found another man
And I'm a memory
But she'll come back
To haunt my dreams
She packed her bag, was out the door
Before I woke
Beside my pillow, piece of paper
There she wrote,
"I'm sorry but I'm going
And I'll miss your company
But someday I'll be back
To haunt your dreams."
I bet she's done this all before
It's nothing new
And I'm a puppet on her stage
Before she's through
Oh I'll know that I've been
Tampered with
And she'll be going free
Just pulling men along
And haunting dreams