Seems three years though maybe four
Someone drops dead whom I adore
You love someone, there will be grief
The kiss of death, lips of a thief
Goddamnit
A dusty stack of photographs
At times I cried but mostly laughed
Commit the past into blue flame
Acrid smoke cowardly shame
Goddamnit
At times I'm truly terrified
'Cause dope and booze don't help to hide
They're used to mask a weakling's hurt
It's just like painting over dirt
Everyone I love is dead
Everyone I love is dead
(All dead)
Life's a game I cannot win
Both good and bad must surely end
The mirrors always tell the truth
I love myself for hating you
Everyone I love is dead
Everyone I love is dead
Everyone I love is dead
Everyone I love is dead
Goddamnit
Goddamnit
All dead
All dead
All dead
All dead
All dead
All dead
All dead
All dead
All dead
All dead
All dead
Goddammit