April Sixth

Verse 1:
You wanna know, what's driven me down, to the bottom of this pit.
Well, I took my time in dealing with your love.
And all the pain I tried to forget. Well it hurts to say that.
PreChorus:
I'm afraid.
From the grave I made, now you push me in,
and you're leaving me to die.
Chorus:
Well, you are the same as me.
Don't tell me it's over, it's over.