Everyone I Love Is Dead

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 Goddamn it