Everyone I Love Is Dead - Edit

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