The Birthday Massacre - Lovers end

^EHands cover whispers of the ^Glovers' fright ^EFear-cloaked renditions of that ^Gautumn night ^EDigging up rumours of the ^Gkids in the park ^EWhat awful things happened in the ^Gdark?

^ETake Just ^Bmone last dare Pre^Atend you don't care 'Til ^Ctwilight ^Dfalls

^EWait There's ^Dsomeone else here And I^C can't stop my tears I've ^Gnever been so ^Dscared

^EIn the cellar buried ^Gsix feet deep ^EThe lover's shaken from a ^Gdreamless sleep ^ENails clawing splinters from the ^Gceiling and floor ^EShrieking like the witches 'til his ^Gstitches are sore

^ETake Just ^Bmone last dare Pre^Atend you don't care 'Til ^Ctwilight ^Dfalls

^EWait There's ^Dsomeone else here And I^C can't stop my tears I've ^Gnever been so ^Dscared

^ECalling for the other, ^Gsearching for her ^D#lover ^ESecrets she discovers ^A#drain her face of ^Dcolour

^E1 - 2 - 3 - 4, ^Gunderneath the ^D#cellar floor ^E5 - 6 - 7 - 8, ^A#lover will ^Dsuffocate

^E1 - 2 - 3 - 4, ^Gunderneath the ^D#cellar floor ^E5 - 6 - 7 - 8, ^A#lover will ^Dsuffocate

^E1 - 2 - 3 - 4, ^Gunderneath the ^D#cellar floor ^E5 - 6 - 7 - 8, ^A#lover will ^Dsuffocate

^E1 - 2 - 3 - 4, ^Gunderneath the ^D#cellar floor ^E5 - 6 - 7 - 8, ^A#lover will ^Dsuffocate