It seems three years, or maybe four ♪ Someone drops dead whom I adore ♪ You love someone, there will be grief ♪ The kiss of death, lips of a thief Goddamn it ♪ A dusty stack of photographs ♪ Of times I've cried, but mostly laughed
Commit the past into blue flame ♪ Acrid smoke, cowardly shame Goddamn 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 ♪ Everyone I love is dead ♪ All dead ♪ Life's a game I cannot win ♪ Both good and bad most 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 ♪ Goddamn it ♪ Goddamn it ♪ All dead ♪ All dead ♪ All dead All dead All dead All dead All dead All dead All dead