People I know, places I go,
make me feel tongue tied
I can see how people look down,
their on the inside

Heres where the story ends

People I see, weary of me, showing their good side,
and I can see how people look down
Im on the outside

Heres where the story ends,
Oh, heres where the story ends

Its that little souvenir of a terrible year,
which makes my eyes feel sore
And I never should of said,
the books that you read where all I loved you for

Its that little souvenir of a terrible year,
which makes me wonder why
Its the memorys of the shed,
that made 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,
Im on the outside

Heres where the story ends,
Oh, heres where the story ends

Its that little souvenir of a terrible year,
which makes my eyes feel sore
And who ever would of thought,
the books that you bought where all I loved you for?

And the devil never 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

Its that little souvenir of a terrible year,
which makes me smile inside
So Ill cynically, cynically say
the world is that way
surprise, surprise, surprise

Oh, heres where the story ends,
Ooh, here is where the story ends