(Words: Costello, music: Nieve) Here's a thought to dwell upon, Daddy's girl is almost gone Now there's just a vain princess 'Her Ruthlessness' Tearing up the nursery Stars more used to glittering Pictured in the guttering Faces caught about to laugh Torn in half Slipping through your fingers See them scatter Maybe it doesn't matter But I still really want to pick pieces up You can't fool me With this lesson in cruelty It's not as if I was asking time to stop In violent blue Like roses red She laughed as she tore off his head The hours she gazed on her former champion Now it's just a frame of sellotape and torn wallpaper As she rips his pretty face to bits -Chorus It's too much too soon or so it seems To put away these childish dreams You'll find out soon enough that worship can be tough Love is just a name to celebrate a vision Or confetti littered with regrets. See it scatter... Dear heart to good to waste But if some hot-head should claim it Don't rush to his embrace And it remains to say... I'll love you just the same, whatever your decision As you put the paper to the flame (It's a lesson in cruelty)