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Here's Where the Story Ends Songtext
von The Sundays

Here's Where the Story Ends Songtext

People I know, places I go, make me feel tongue-tied
And I can see how, people look down
They′re on the inside

Here's where the story ends

People I see, weary of me showing my good side
And I can see how people look down
I′m on the outside

Here's where the story ends
Oh, here's where the story ends


It′s that little souvenir, of a terrible year, which makes my eyes feel sore
Oh, I never should have said, the books that you read were all I loved you for
It′s that little souvenir, of a terrible year, which makes me wonder why
And it's the memories of your shed, that make me turn red
Surprise, surprise, surprise

Crazy I know, places I go make me feel so tired
And I can see how, people look down
I′m on the outside

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 whoever would′ve thought, the books that you bought 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, "The world is that way
Surprise, surprise, surprise, surprise"


Here's where the story ends
Ooh, here′s where the story ends

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