I wish my life was not so boring, Every weekend fall to the flooring

You set yourself up again, run back to New York City sell yourself 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, you dance the foxtrot down to the beat of your own drum
Ooohh I should have asked you to be mine, Ooohh, Yes, I think of it all the time, But it's hard, when you're picking up loose ends, Loose ends
Oh I met you when we were young, Pass by the eyes But we looked backed at the song, Tommy was a man who made the connection, I still see him when I can, he still mentions you, Ohh, the fractions of our heart, the lovers that tore us apart, and you're the one that did me the worse
Ooohh I should have asked you to be mine, Ooohh, You're still the princess of my mind, And it's hard, picking up loose ends
She was a family of eccentrics, of it was hard for her because they never ignored her, and still her father would have loved to adore her, and will do what I can to get back to her
Ooohh I should have asked her to be mine, Ooohh, Now she's the princess of our time, But it's hard, picking up loose ends
-Princess of My Mind, The Kooks

This was the new song that Luke sang acoustic by himself near the end of last October's concert. It is perfect and inspring. It encaptures everything I want to be, all I want to mean.