Hush, baby, don´t say the words
It´s better we leave things like this,
Easier to part with the body,
When you haven´t seen the soul.
I don´t need your tenderness,
There´s no tomorrow anyways
Let´s just fall asleep like this
And pretend to be lovers
For a night.
The 30s are great-
You don´t need to pretend anymore
To like whatever you didn´t like at 20
Like eating ceviche or reading Kafka, for example.
Except for the lamentations in my head
And the biological clock- God, how I hate being a mortal!
The 3os are great
People are not as insecure anymore
And they´re more straightforward, too.
You can be odd and it´s cool
`Cause what is cool, really?
I wouldn´t know- never been cool
Always on the other side
The deeper the cut
The higher the heels.