Vanity Sick (Bonus Track)

So vanity sick, you're so

So vanity sick

So vanity sick, you're so

So she's a stone cold playa

Whatever old school cliché you wanna label the flavor

And when they see her at the festivities

Best believe, yes indeed, she gets the lead

No surprise, it threw you off

From the hair-do, down to the boots and socks

And it's okay that she blew you off

Cause a pony like that gots too much hop

Soft smile but sips a stiff one

Way ahead of the competition, no opposition

Are you kiddin'? Stop the wishin'

These other flops ain't gotta pot to piss in

Nah, tonight, this is all you

All these Neanderthals wanna ball you

Half of 'em would die just to call you

'Cause they're confined behind the wall, too

Let's toast to the beautiful people

The ones that made you, afraid to be you

The ones that trained you to hate your shell

The ones that sold you your favorite self

I don't judge what she's made of

I never met that woman underneath that makeup

Too insecure to let you in that door

What you see is what you get, gotta protect the core

So difficult not to invest

Just my type, overripe and intense

So concerned with coverin' the flaws

I'm surprised she doesn't expect applause

And each drink tastes so bittersweet

When that jukebox just seems to hit repeat

It's best to keep the interest discreet

With a hand shake, maybe let her kiss the cheek

And we think she can get a little thicker

But she keeps shrinkin' to get a little figure

That smile is a warning sticker

I'm unavailable to play with your vanity, sister

You're so vanity sick, you're so

So vanity sick

So vanity sick, you're so

So, so

So vanity sick, so