It All Comes Back Someday - John Hiatt

You shot bolt upright in the middle of the dark

As she drove her motorcycle through the trailer park

A hundred miles an hour no helmet on her head

'Til that concrete drain was runnin' cherry red

Used to sit and drink coffee at the Waffle House

Had to spin up her wheels just to get it out

Now it all comes back to haunt you

Yeah, it comes back anytime it wants to

It all comes back through the holes and the cracks

Where you thought you let it slip away

Yeah, it all comes back some day

Feelin' bad about yourself, you were seven years old

So you got her in the bushes where you had some control

Tied up her hands so she couldn’t fight fair

Threw a jar of silver model car paint in her hair

After all these years does the shoe still fit?

Have you only just now started wearin' it?

The way she combed her hair

Straight across a minute where you could have died

You thought love was something that you had to hide

To survive

All those lives you thought you lived away

There ain’t a one showin' any kinda sign of decay

They’re all stacked on your head like infinity’s crown

The truth is you ain’t never lived anything down

You’re bound up forever to the blood on the trail

To the tires on the gravel to the rust on the rail