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

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 Your 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

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 Colourful 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