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