Haunting Me
by Stabbing Westward
(Note from Skye: This is how I wish Cordy would feel about Doyle's *supposed* death.)
Why are you haunting me?
Why are you haunting me?
Why are you haunting me?
Why are you haunting me?
Everything about me is a lie
At least it seems that way when I look in your eyes
The truth scares the sh*t out of me
Whoever said love is real and love is blood
has never felt the way that I do
What does it matter?
What's done is done and I should get on with my life
Why are you haunting me?
Why are you haunting me?
Why are you haunting me?
Why are you haunting me?
Well, I don't know what it means
But I can't seem to make myself forget
Was it something that you said
Was it all the guilt inside my head
Why are you haunting me?
Why are you haunting me?
Why are you haunting me?
Why are you haunting me?
Why are you haunting me?
Why are you haunting me?