I'm a middle-aged cliché
Found out I'm satisfied
Too small to appreciate
When life is merely all right
Those women you once loved have open arms
That you abruptly shoved aside for the next one
Those women you once loved have open arms
That you abruptly shoved aside for the next one
Those women you once loved have open arms
That you abruptly shoved aside for the next one
Without an anchor, I am free
Without an anchor, I do as I please
Without an anchor, I'm a wreck
Without an anchor, I regress