Not Ready Yet

What the hell am I doing here at the Catty Corner Bar

Must be the fifth time this week

Look up from an empty glass and I see her sitting there

Nursing another whiskey neat

The juke box plays some wretched forgotten 90s song

About loneliness, regret, and sorrow

If I had a dollar for every barfly she shooed away

I'd be a richer man come today

I'm not ready yet

To give up the ghost

I'm not ready yet

Let it haunt you all night long, don't let it go

Last call echoes across this empty bar

Across empty bottles and empty cans

She closes out her tab with her credit card

Looks down longingly at her wedding band

I'm not ready yet

To give up the ghost

I'm not ready yet

Let it haunt you all night long, don't let it go

I'm not ready yet

Let it haunt you all night long, don't let it go

Let it haunt you all night long, don't let it go