City girls and busy boys they don't pick up the phone anymore
But I'll still call, it's too much, I'll keep in touch
Even though
You think I'm lame, it's all in vain
Keep my secrets all to myself
And you'll shove my heart in a drawer
Next to all of the paperwork

City girls and busy boys they don't pick up the phone anymore
'Cause you're so sure
It's your job
You can't mess up
Broken Valentine all on the floor

Messin' 'round
I was lost in translation
Oh
Loud crowds, you lost the temptation
For me, I was too carefree
And you love the city more than you love me

I can feel your ghosts in my hair
I can see your eyes in the mirror
I can try but I'll never forget
Why the hell haven’t you asked me out yet?