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 - goddammit

A dusty stack of photographs
Of times i cried - but mostly laughed
Commit the past - into blue flame
Acrid smoke - cowardly shame - goddammit

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 - goddammit

Goddammit

All dead - all dead
All dead all dead all dead all dead all dead all dead all dead all dead - all dead
Goddammit