Standard (EADGBE)
Intro
All the girls pose the same for pictures
All the boys got the same girls' hair
I am bored 'cos I feel much older
I mean, as if I've got a reason to stare
But you talk so loud
That it calms me down
You're crying "let's make a toast"
She says she's leaving on a Sunday
Oh, that leaves me one more night
Can I take you home? I know it's wrong but I know your type
She says she's leaving on a Sunday
I don't care, I need to know where to turn
I tried it one, it never caught on
I was the only one who got burned
( )
I've read every word you said
From a poster of a cat
Four books look across your sofa
/stop/
I thought your coffee table was more clever than that
It gets worse when we get to her room
She stops and she sings "doot doo doo doo do doo doot doo"
I claim 'New Religion' is my song
Oh, she doesn't get it: it's all before she was born
And you lock your door
Like I've been here before
I feel like I've seen a ghost
She says she's leaving...
Suddenly between sheets and eyelids I
am reminded why I don't do this
I fall in love far too quickly I
never want her to forget me
When you're gone
Will you call? Will you write?
She says she's leaving...