I've got no alibi
No reason to cry today
I'll be a long while
I've got some important things to do, to say
I'm going away, to see the whole wide world
When I'm back again
I'll tell all your friends we're together
And all at last I have found the pieces of my broken heart
Strewn on the table like some modern art
Now im going around again
Taking a survey of all the pretty people around me
You seem to care about my little insecurities, why oh why?
When I call you out to meet for a brunch, you come right by
I've seen better places, better faces and better times
And all at last I have found the pieces of my broken heart
Strewn on the table like some modern art
Now I'm going around again
Taking a survey of all the pretty people around me