Look good in that red dress, I bet the boyfriend's happy Your face is scarred with age, You're 23, but how can that be? You're 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 okay (Going, Going, Gone) There's nowhere to move on There's nowhere to move on