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...