I Guess It All Makes Sense At The End chords by Hank Green

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I’d like to do some calculations

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In the hopes that I’ll come to some realizations.

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My mind is not what it used to be,

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That certainly isn’t news to me,

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But I want to know how my life was spent

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

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So I add, subtract, multiply, and divide

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To try and figure out what I did with my life.

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I spent twenty-seven years in my bed,

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And there’s not much that I would’ve preferred to do instead.

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I spent two years chewing, and six months wooing,

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And, I’m sure you’re curious, almost three years pooing.

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I spent twenty-five years working for a guy,

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

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

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So I guess it all makes sense at the end.

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I spent nearly a full year masturbating,

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Second only to the year we spent copulating.

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I know you’re not a fan of this vulgarity,

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But completeness is important for full clarity.

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I spent more than seven years watching television,

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And how could I not regret that decision,

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But I don’t think that I’ll ever know how much time,

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I did or didn’t spend lookin’ into your eyes.

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I spent twenty-seven years in my bed,

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And there’s not much that I would’ve preferred to do instead.

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I spent two years chewing, and six months wooing,

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And, I’m sure you’re curious, almost three years pooing.

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I spent twenty-five years working for a guy,

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

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

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So I guess it all makes sense at the end.

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I’ve never known any way but numbers and sums

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To understand what we are and what we have become,

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But like numbers are perfect, that’s how this has been for me,

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

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Eighty years alive and four eating food.

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Five reading books and fifty-seven with you.

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Two eyes, one nose, one smile, one life.

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It somehow isn’t ever quite enough time.

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I spent twenty-seven years in my bed,

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And there’s not much that I would’ve preferred to do instead.

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I spent two years chewing, and six months wooing,

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And, I’m sure you’re curious, almost three years pooing.

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I spent twenty-five years working for a guy,

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

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

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So I guess it all makes sense at the end.

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Oh, I guess it all makes sense at the end.

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Yeah, I guess it all makes sense at the end.