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 I'm 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 I'm 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