You set yourself up again
Run back to new york city, sell your new fame
Yeah with eyes that could cut down the laws
But the camera will one day shoot you down
Oh you're just a girl living inside a box
So be yourself and dance
To the beat of your own drums

Oh oh i should have asked you to be mine
Oh oh yes i think of it all of the time
But it's hard when you're picking up loose ends
Loose ends...

Oh i met you when we were young
Portobello was ours but we looked back at the sun
Tommy was the men who made the conection
I still see him when i can he always mentions you
Oh the fractions in our hearts, the lovers that tore us apart
And you are the one who did me the worst

Oh oh i should've asked you to be mine
And oh oh you're still the princess of my mind
And is hard picking up loose ends

She was from a family of excentrics
Oh it was hard for her cause they never ignored her
And still her father would've loved to adore her
And i would do what i can to get back to her

Oh oh i should have asked her to be mine
And oh oh now she's the princess of our times
And is hard picking up loose ends