Fires burn for seven years I never know. I roll the dice and swear I never made a move. What do I care if she was your girl and hour or two ago. It's me and me and me and me alone. I've been sleeping through communion for a couple months. I've been too scared to tell you that I gave it up. If I don't believe in the afterlife does that mean that I can't go. Will it be me and me and me and me alone? I've got a long black river in the back of my head. It is taking me down I am raising the dead. And if the chemicals drift away I guess that someday I'll forget. But no I have not yet. I called you twice today to try to make it right. But when your girlfriend said you left I lost my appetite. What do you care if I wanna make this drive out on my own. Just me and me and me and me alone. Just me and me and me and me alone.