F# D#7 This feels like the end of the road for meB At least I drove carefullyF# C# I hope you will miss me like I've missed youF# D#7 This feels like the end of a fantasyB A bonafide masterpieceF# C# F# I've got so much left to reminisce to [Chorus]D#7 This feels like the end of the roadB I hope I'm headed homeF# C# I hope you'll stick around after all I've saidF# D#7 I fear I've dug myself a holeB I cannot wait anymoreF# C# I cannot pick a sound inside my head[Verse 2]F# D#7 This feels like the start of a book to meB A different look to meF# C# I hope someday I find myself convincingF# D#7 This seems all too close to the heart for meB A different part of meF# C# F# I hope I can recover all I'm missing [Chorus]D#7 This feels like the end of the roadB I hope I'm headed homeF# C# I hope you'll stick around after all I've saidF# D#7 I fear I've dug myself a holeB I cannot wait anymoreF# C# I cannot pick a sound inside my head [Verse 3]G#m B Sorry we've reached the end of the showF# Now its time to goD#7 G#m Now it's time for me to pack my bags and head on homeB Hardly a foot inside the doorF# Berries on the floorD#7 Bug is at the window on and moreF# D#7 I think I've reached the living endB F# C# F# I haven't dreamed like this in yearsD#7 I find it easy to pretendB F# C# Some summer child souvenirsF# D#7* This feels like the end of the road to me
The Living End
Sarah and the Sundays
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