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