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Here's Where The Story Ends (Crystal Bowersox)

People I know, places I go Make me feel time I can see how, before the dawn We're on the inside Here's where the story ends People I see, weary of me Showing my good side I can see how, before the dawn We're on the inside Oh, here's where the story ends Oh, here's where the story ends It's that little souvenir, of the terrible years Which makes my eyes feel soar Oh I've never should've said This shoe fits you well And all that I love It's that little souvenir, of the terrible years Which makes me wonder why It's the memory of the That makes me cross, cross by Crazy I know, places I go Make me feel so tired I can see how, people look down Right on the outside Here's where the story ends People I see, weary of me Showing my good side I can see how, before the dawn We're on the inside It's that little souvenir, of the terrible years Which makes my eyes feel soar And who ever would have thought Looks what I brought, Are all that I love Oh that devil and he's saying Go down in the shame I know where I belong But the only thing I only really wanted to say Was wrong, was wrong, was wrong It's that little souvenir, of the beautiful years Which makes me smile inside So I said I'm probably sad Where is the way Surprise, surprise, surprise, surprise Here's where the story ends Here's where the story ends.