The Living End

Sarah and the Sundays

  • B
  • C#
    4
  • D#7
    4
  • F#
  • G#m
    4
Tom:
F# D#7 This feels like the end of the road for me
B At least I drove carefully
F# C# I hope you will miss me like I've missed you
F# D#7 This feels like the end of a fantasy
B A bonafide masterpiece
F# C# F# I've got so much left to reminisce to [Chorus]
D#7 This feels like the end of the road
B I hope I'm headed home
F# C# I hope you'll stick around after all I've said
F# D#7 I fear I've dug myself a hole
B I cannot wait anymore
F# C# I cannot pick a sound inside my head
[Verse 2]
F# D#7 This feels like the start of a book to me
B A different look to me
F# C# I hope someday I find myself convincing
F# D#7 This seems all too close to the heart for me
B A different part of me
F# C# F# I hope I can recover all I'm missing [Chorus]
D#7 This feels like the end of the road
B I hope I'm headed home
F# C# I hope you'll stick around after all I've said
F# D#7 I fear I've dug myself a hole
B I cannot wait anymore
F# C# I cannot pick a sound inside my head [Verse 3]
G#m B Sorry we've reached the end of the show
F# Now its time to go
D#7 G#m Now it's time for me to pack my bags and head on home
B Hardly a foot inside the door
F# Berries on the floor
D#7 Bug is at the window on and more
F# D#7 I think I've reached the living end
B F# C# F# I haven't dreamed like this in years
D#7 I find it easy to pretend
B F# C# Some summer child souvenirs
F# D#7* This feels like the end of the road to me
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