Prologue: Bad Luck, A Scott Roth Mystery

Don’t you worry about me baby

Can’t bring myself to atone

For sins I committed gladly

I know you want me home

But I lost the feel for it lately

I’m better on my own

Don’t you worry about me baby

I think of you sometimes

Usually when I’m lonely

These dreams don’t last too long

Just long enough to wake me

I walk this life alone

Don’t try and follow baby

If you want me, I’ll be along

Long enough for you to taste me

I know you cry sometimes

I know you think you need me

But I need to walk this life alone

This road is what completes me

I’ll think of you sometimes

When I’m taking things more slowly

Or maybe in the night

Dream of you pressing against me softly

And I’ll be back around

But don’t bother to expect me

Because I walk this life alone

Except for the ghosts who chase me