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Here's Where The Story Ends [A]The Sundays

Intro
A

Verse 1
A people I know, Asus4 places I go
A make me feel tongue-Asus4tied
A I can see how Asus4 people look down
A I'm on the outside Asus4
A here's Asus4 where the story ends A Asus4
A here's Asus4 where the story ends A Asus4

Chorus 1
it's that D little souveneir of a terrible year
which A makes my eyes go sore
and whoDever would have thought the books that you brought
were A all I loved you for

Verse 2
A places I know, Asus4 places I go
A make me feel so tired Asus4
A and I can see how Asus4 people look down
A they're on the inAsus4side
A oh here's Asus4 where the story ends A Asus4
ooh A here's Asus4 where the story ends A Asus4

Chorus 1
it's that D little souveneir of a terrible year
which A makes my eyes go sore
and whoDever would have thought the books that you brought
were A all I loved you for

Chorus 2
oh the D devil in me said, go down to the shed
I knAow where I belong
but the D only thing I ever really wanted to say
was wroAng, was wrong, was wrong

Chorus 1
it's that D little souveneir of a terrible year
which A makes my eyes go sore
and whoDever would have thought the books that you brought
were A all I loved you for

Outro
A here's D where the story A ends D
A here's D where the story A ends D

A*

1 2 A 2 3 Asus4 1 1 1 D