3 and 40 you described to me
What a strange number, attached to thee
A 20 here and a 18 there
Never for love, all for dare
Moving faster, slowing down
Wearing despair as my crown
You can’t help me so don’t even try
Your lips keep moving through your lie
You loved me then, you hate me now
We had a great run, take a bow
Move on in life as the others have
And leave me here, no longer sad