Heres Where The Story Ends

The Sundays

  • C
  • Cadd9
  • Gmaj7
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Gmaj7 - 3 2 0 0 0 2
C* - 0 3 2 0 0 2
Cadd9 - 0 3 2 0 3 0
Intro: Gmaj7 C*
Gmaj7 C* People I know, places I go Make me feel tongue tied I can see how, people look down They're on the inside
Gmaj7 C* Gmaj7 C* Here's where the story ends
Gmaj7 C* People I see, weary of me Showing my good side I can see how, people look down I'm on the outside
Gmaj7 C* Gmaj7 C* Here's, where the story ends
Ooh here's, where the story ends
Cadd9 It's that little souvenir, of a terrible year
Gmaj7 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
Gmaj7 C* Crazy I know, places I go Make me feel so tired I can see how people look down I'm on the outside
Gmaj7 C* Gmaj7 C* Here's, where the story ends Ooh here's, where the story ends
Cadd9 It's that little souvenir, of a terrible year
Gmaj7 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
Cadd9 It's that little souvenir, of a colorful year
Gmaj7 Which makes me smile inside So I cynically, cynically say, the world is that way Surprise, surprise, surprise, surprise, surprise
Gmaj7 C* Gmaj7 C* Here's, where the story ends Ooh here's, where the story ends
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