Too Vain to Die
Coasting through the years
Takes more than it appears
Stuff like changing gears
Tackling new careers
Refrigerator read
Age is in your head
If age was yours to choose
Would body blow a fuse?
Well I wonder why
I'm still here
Why the wind still dries
My tears
Maybe I'm just way too vain to die
Mounting lavalieres
On aging balladeers
Exaggerated ears on
Audio pioneers
Loading up the trucks
Loading up the vans
Driving through the night
Money's always tight
You bet your time
Would win with me
Two decent minds to oversee
I say we rev it up
Tear down some highway
Roll to a stop
Then slip off of the airwaves
If I am half the man
That I pretend to be
Clearly I will seek
To give a guarantee
You don't want to end
The life you live alone
You want to be my bride
To go out bona fide
Well I wonder why
I'm still here
Why the wind still dries
My tears
Maybe I'm just way too vain to die
You bet your time
Would win with me
Two decent minds to oversee
I say we rev it up
Tear down some highway
Roll to a stop
Then slip off of the airwaves
You bet your time
Would win with me
Two decent minds to oversee
I say we rev it up
Tear down some highway
Roll to a stop
Then slip off of the airwaves
Takes more than it appears
Stuff like changing gears
Tackling new careers
Refrigerator read
Age is in your head
If age was yours to choose
Would body blow a fuse?
Well I wonder why
I'm still here
Why the wind still dries
My tears
Maybe I'm just way too vain to die
Mounting lavalieres
On aging balladeers
Exaggerated ears on
Audio pioneers
Loading up the trucks
Loading up the vans
Driving through the night
Money's always tight
You bet your time
Would win with me
Two decent minds to oversee
I say we rev it up
Tear down some highway
Roll to a stop
Then slip off of the airwaves
If I am half the man
That I pretend to be
Clearly I will seek
To give a guarantee
You don't want to end
The life you live alone
You want to be my bride
To go out bona fide
Well I wonder why
I'm still here
Why the wind still dries
My tears
Maybe I'm just way too vain to die
You bet your time
Would win with me
Two decent minds to oversee
I say we rev it up
Tear down some highway
Roll to a stop
Then slip off of the airwaves
You bet your time
Would win with me
Two decent minds to oversee
I say we rev it up
Tear down some highway
Roll to a stop
Then slip off of the airwaves
Credits
Writer(s): Martin Hagfors, Lars Horntveth
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