[This is really rough, but I love this song, it's hard to decipher some of the meaning. Please add your suggestion, if you can]nnYou set yourself up againnrun back to New York City sell yourself your new famenyeah with eyes that could cut down the lawsnbut the camera will one day shoot you downnoh you're just a girl living inside a boxnyou dance the foxtrot down to the beat of your own drumnnnOoohh I should have asked you to be minenOoohh, Yes, I think of it all the timenBut it's hard, when you're picking up loose endsnLoose endsnnOh I met you when we were youngnPass by the eyes But we looked backed at the songnTommy was a man who made the connectionnI still see him when I can, he still mentions younOhh, the fractions of our heart, the lovers that tore us apartnand you're the one that did me the worsennOoohh I should have asked you to be minenOoohh, You're still the princess of my mindnAnd it's hard, picking up loose endsnnShe was a family of eccentricsnof it was hard for her because they never ignored hernand still her father would have loved to adore hernand will do what I can to get back to hernnOoohh I should have asked her to be minenOoohh, Now she's the princess of our timenBut it's hard, picking up loose ends