Vanilla
You said I'm 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 flavored ice cream
My love
I know I'm not made of 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
I'm 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
Not a clone or a stepping stone
See I am a lot of things
But I can assure you I'm not what it is they say I am
Not lace nor potpourri
Nobody like me
You're boring, face it
At your best you're still basic
You're everything I hate about our youth
I'm lost and hysteric
Anything but generic
Don't ever, don't ever, don't you dare ever call me
So what's the matter
Pretty, pretty
Really is a pity
Your flavor of choice
I know that this may be a whisper
But it's just our voice
And it says, and it says, oh it says, yeah it says
You're boring, so just face it
At your best, oh, you're still faceless
Yeah, you're everything I hate about our youth
(Oh, oh
Oh, oh)
I am lost and hysteric
Anything but generic
And I never, I never, I never want to be called vanilla
No, no
(Oh, oh
Oh, oh)
Don't you call me vanilla
No, no, no
(Oh, oh
Oh, oh)
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 flavored ice cream
My love
I know I'm not made of 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
I'm 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
Not a clone or a stepping stone
See I am a lot of things
But I can assure you I'm not what it is they say I am
Not lace nor potpourri
Nobody like me
You're boring, face it
At your best you're still basic
You're everything I hate about our youth
I'm lost and hysteric
Anything but generic
Don't ever, don't ever, don't you dare ever call me
So what's the matter
Pretty, pretty
Really is a pity
Your flavor of choice
I know that this may be a whisper
But it's just our voice
And it says, and it says, oh it says, yeah it says
You're boring, so just face it
At your best, oh, you're still faceless
Yeah, you're everything I hate about our youth
(Oh, oh
Oh, oh)
I am lost and hysteric
Anything but generic
And I never, I never, I never want to be called vanilla
No, no
(Oh, oh
Oh, oh)
Don't you call me vanilla
No, no, no
(Oh, oh
Oh, oh)
Credits
Writer(s): John Ocallaghan, Patrick Kirch, Garrett Nickelsen, Jared Monaco, Kennedy Brock
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