Memory Pain

Serve me right to suffer
Serve me right to be alone
Yeah, serve me right to suffer
Serve me right to be alone
I'm still livin' with the memory
Of the day that's passed and gone

Every time I see a woman
It makes me think about mine
Every time I see a woman
Makes me think of mine
And the way she used to treat me
[Incomprehensible] just can't keep from cryin'

When I come home in the evenin'
That woman would be gone
When I come home in the evenin'
That woman would be gone
And when I get up in the mornin'
Lord, she'd just be comin' home

I don't see well and I'm absent minded
Hardly sleep at all
My past put me on a habit
With nicotine and alcohol

Serve me right to suffer
Serve me right to be alone
'Cause I'm livin' with the memory
Of a day that's passed and gone