Everyone I Love Is Dead

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
God damn it
A dusty stack of photographs
Of times I’ve cried, but mostly laughed
Commit the past into blue flame
Acrid smoke, cowardly shame
God damn it
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
(Ha-ha)
Everyone I love is dead
(Ha-ha)
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 (…hey wait a minute)
Everyone I love is dead
(Ha-ha)
Everyone I love is dead
(Ha-ha)
Everyone I love is dead
(Ha-ha)
Everyone I love is dead
(Ha-ha)
God damn it
God damn it
All dead
All dead
All dead
All dead
All dead
All dead
All dead
All dead
All dead
All dead
All dead
God damn it