Standard (EADGBE)

still hooked on cellophane

hanging round the mall and all.

each second numbs the pain

sends you gently for the fall.

i followed you last night

i saw you turn your lights out

i knew it wasn't right

i watched in fear and doubt

it's gotten to be that way

going, going, gone

what did you do today?

going, going, gone.

look good in that red dress

i bet the boyfriend's happy

your face is scarred with age

your twenty three, but how can that be?

still hooked on cellophane

killing time with gin and lime

each second numbs the pain

love's just another rhyme.

it's gotten to be that way

going, going, gone

i'm scared, but i'm ok

going, going, gone

there is nowhere to move on

there is nowhere to move on

all i see, yeah yeah

all i see

all i see, yeah yeah

all i see