Can't keep your head on straight,   the way the other's do.   You spend your nights in the city,    sleep away the afternoons.   And I'm alright when you need it,   take your time till you're ready for something new.      Sure can start,   sure can leave me alone.   The tricky part,   is to come back home.      You said your hands are pretty,   everything about you is cool.   You're stringing 'round and you leave me,   humming someone else's tune.   And I ask why would you lead on,   and you reply because I can and cause I can.      Sure can start,   sure can leave me alone.   The tricky part,   is to come back home.      Sure can start,   sure can leave me alone.   The tricky part,   is to come back home.