Vanity

I just wanna be loved
Don't tell me "I told you, I told you"
That solitude is not enough
My mom's got a friend
And sometimes she tells me, she tells me
About her life, she calls my bluff

She says she was raised by burlesque dancers
Monsters with moustaches, darling
I tell her that's the dream
One man's trash is another one's fantasy
But it don't come that easily

Everything is vanity
I don't know how to tell you what it does to me
And all I see is emerald green
While I'm wading through this shallow sea

Oh now my vision is skewed
I don't need another reminder
"The spotlight, it's just not for you"
But passion persists
So bitch and moan 'bout your college degree, oh!
But I just don't have time for it

I wish I was raised by burlesque dancers
Monsters with moustaches, darling
Don't you know that's the dream?
One man's trash is another one's fantasy
But it don't come that easily

Everything is vanity
I don't know how to tell you what it does to me
And all I see is emerald green
While I'm wading through this shallow sea
Drag me by the hand and set me free
Safety never was a guarantee
Ready? On the count of three
All that's left of me will be debris

I'm quaking in my thigh high boots
The things that I would do for you
And vanity is all I see
But to share myself is all I need
Make you feel the way I do
Don't you know I'd sell my soul for you?
I'm quaking in my thigh high boots
Aaah, aaah, aaah

Everything is vanity
I don't know how to tell you what it does to me
And all I see is emerald green
While I'm wading through this shallow sea
Drag me by the hand and set me free
Safety never was a guarantee
Ready? On the count of three
All that's left of me will be debris
Cause everything is vanity
Vanity



Credits
Writer(s): Tarquin Richards
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