Gasoline

We were walking in a circle, hand in hand

And your feet were sinking deeper in the sand than mine

You had sold me a mansion in your head

I would cut your hair and you would dye it red as fire - as a crackling fire

And I would hold the phone, so you were not alone

I had to take you home, you couldn't drive

You had smiled when you told me you were brave

And that your life was in other hands to save, not mine

I saw the mansion you had made me love ignite

And as you were fading, it was growing bright with fire with a crackling fire

And when you tried to stand, you had to take my hand

Said I think your plan will be splitting from mine

We made a pile of all your remaining clothes

Where you're headed now, you won't be needing those, it's fine

We soaked the pile till it dripped with gasoline

Then I lit a match as if I'd never seen a fire

But, it was a big roaring fire

And your heart beat failed and stopped leaving its trails

And the last thing you exhaled while you were alive was

I am alright, I am alright, I am alright, I am alright

I am alright, I am alright, I'm doing just fine

I am alright, I am alright, I am alright, I am alright

I am alright, I am alright, I'm doing just fine