There's nothing wrong with being alone
It depends on how you look at it
And I swear to god I'll always love you
or I mean I'll swear to someone's god

Cause I lost my faith once in December
And again in October two-thousand and eight
And then one more time on June Twenty-Seventh
and now again, a couple of days ago

Because everyone I love is either
leaving or dying
That seems to be the reoccurring theme
Because everyone I love is either
laughing or crying
All the time