Here's Where The Story Ends - The Sundays (1990)

people i know, places i go
make me feel tongue tied
but 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
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 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