HERE'S WHERE THE STORY ENDS

The Sundays

People I know, Places I go
Make me feel tongue tied
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
I can see how people look down
I'm on the outside

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
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 the shed that make me turn red
Surprise, surprise, surprise

Crazy I know, places I go
Make me feel so tired
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 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 the world is that way
Surprise, surprise, surprise, surprise, surprise

Here's where the story ends
Ooh, Here's where the story ends
fuente: musica.com

The Sundays

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Título:
HERE'S WHERE THE STORY ENDS

Grupo/Cantante:
THE SUNDAYS

Letra añadida por:
vane/182

Letra escrita por:
DAVID RICHARD GAVURIN,HARRIET ELLA WHEELER

Letra publicada por:
WARNER/CHAPPELL MUSIC, INC.

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