Vanilla

You're so plain and fickle

Looks like, I don't know you

And you don't know me at all!

But your lips taste so simple

Like a spoonful of vanilla flavor ice cream, my love

I know I'm not made of lace

And lace and potpourri

But there's nobody like me!


You're boring, face it

At your best you're still basic

You're everything I hate about our youth

Lost and hysteric, anything but generic

Don't ever, don't ever!

Don't you dare ever call me, vanilla

I'm a mixture of water and bone

But a clone or a stepping stone

See I am a lot of things

But I can assure you that I'm not what they say I am

Not lace or potpourri

Nobody likes me!


You're boring, face it

At your best you're still basic

You're everything I hate about our youth

Lost and hysteric, anything but generic

Don't ever, don't ever!

Don't you dare ever call me


Really isa pity, your flavor of choice

I know that this may be risk

But it's still some point

And it shows, and it shows, and it shows, and it shows


You're boring, face it

At your best, oh you're still faceless

You're everything I hate about our youth

I'm lost and hysteric, anything but generic

And I never, I never

I never wanna be called, vanilla (oh, no)

Don't you call me, vanilla (no, no)