I Guess It All Makes Sense At The End Chords

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EI’d like to do some calBculatiAons

 In the hoEpes that I’ll come to some realizations. B A

 My minC♯md is not what it used to be,

 That certainly isn’t news toB me,

 But I waC♯mnt to know how my life was spent

 Now that I know that I’m near the end. A B

 So I adEd, subtract, multiply, and dBivide A

 To trEy and figure out what I did with my Blife. A

 I spent tweEnty-seven years in mBy bed, E

 And there’s not muEch that I would’ve pBreferred to do insteAad. E

 I spent twoE years chewing,B and six months wooEing, B

 And, I’m sure Eyou’re curious, almosBt three years pooingE. B

 I spent tweC♯mnty-five years working for a guy,

 That I wanBted to kill when I didn’t want to die,

 But I speAnt fifty-seven years loving you my friend,

 So I gueEss it all makes sense at Athe end.B E

 I Espent nearly a full year masturbaBting, A

 Second only tEo the year we spent copulating. B A

 I C♯mknow you’re not a fan of this vulgarity,

 But completeness is important for full clarity. B

 I spent morC♯me than seven years watching television,

 And how could I not regret that decision, A B

 But I donE’t think that I’ll ever know how much time,A B

 I Edid or didn’t spend lookin’ into your eAyes. B

 I spent tweEnty-seven years in mBy bed, E

 And there’s not muEch that I would’ve pBreferred to do insteAad. E

 I spent twoE years chewing,B and six months wooEing, B

 And, I’m sure Eyou’re curious, almosBt three years pooingE. B

 I spent tweC♯mnty-five years working for a guy,

 That I wanBted to kill when I didn’t want to die,

 But I speAnt fifty-seven years loving you my friend,

 So I gueEss it all makes sense at Athe end.B E

 I’ve neEver known any way but numbers and sumsB A

 To understand wEhat we are and what we have become, B A

 But like numbC♯mers are perfect, that’s how this has been for me,

 And I hope that I still give you everything you need. B

C♯mEighty years alive and four eating food.

 Five reading books and fifty-seven with you.A B

 Two eyesE, one nose, one smile, one lifAe. B

 It sEomehow isn’t ever quite enouAgh time. B

 I spent tweEnty-seven years in mBy bed, E

 And there’s not muEch that I would’ve pBreferred to do insteAad. E

 I spent twoE years chewing,B and six months wooEing, B

 And, I’m sure Eyou’re curious, almosBt three years pooingE. B

 I spent tweC♯mnty-five years working for a guy,

 That I wanBted to kill when I didn’t want to die,

 But I speAnt fifty-seven years loving you my friend,

 So I gueEss it all makes sense at Athe end.B E

 Oh, I guEess it all makes sense atA the endB. E

 Yeah, I gueEss it all makes sense at Athe end.B E