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.