Here's Where The Story Ends Lyrics - Reading, Writing And Arithmetic - 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 

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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 

Here's, where the story ends 

Ooh here's, where the story ends 

Photos 

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