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The Sundays - Here's Where the Story Ends
Gmaj7 Cmaj11
people I know, places I go
Gmaj7 Cmaj11
make me feel tongue-tied
Gmaj7 Cmaj11
I can see how people look down
Gmaj7 Cmaj11
I'm on the outside
Gmaj7 Cmaj11 Gmaj7 Cmaj11
here's where the story ends
Gmaj7 Cmaj11 Gmaj7 Cmaj11
here's where the story ends
Chorus
C
it's that little souveneir of a terrible year
G
which makes my eyes go sore
C
and whoever would have thought the books that you brought
G
were all I loved you for
G
Gmaj7 Cmaj11
places I know, places I go
make me feel so tired
and I can see how people look down
they're on the inside
oh here's where the story ends
ooh here's where the story ends
it's that little souvenir of a terrible year
which makes my eyes feel sore
and who ever would've thought the books that you brought
were all I loved you for
oh the devil in me said, go down to the shed
I know where I belong
but the only thing I ever really wanted to say
was wrong, was wrong, was wrong
it's that little souvenir of a colorful year
which makes me smile inside
so I cynically, cynically say, well is that why
surprise, surprise, surprise, surprise, surprise
here's where the story ends
ooh here's where the story ends