Vanilla Baby

Today, I feel close to ill

It seems to be alright

Steady hands and steady feet

I push you far behind

Miles to go, I'm drifting slow

This wholesome life of mine

Mother told us not to go

No fingers in the fire

Alright

I am only as good as you want me to be

I don't pick up the phone if I don't want to speak

I am only as good as you want me to be

I don't know what I'm doing

It's easy to see

Mmm

Pages after pages I write for me and no one else

Standing tall, no brick in the wall

I take care of myself

Fickle is as fickle does

As solitary links

My, oh my, it's hard because she says just what she thinks

Mmm

I am only as good as you want me to be

I don't pick up the phone if I don't want to speak

I am only as good as you want me to be

I don't know what I'm doing

It's easy to see

So pour it all on me

Pour it all on me

You know what

Shower me with what you're giving

Human behaviour forgotten

Da da dum, da da dum, dum dum

Da da dum, da da dum, dum dum

How can I be vanilla, baby?

How can I be vanilla, baby?

How can I be vanilla, baby?

How can I be vanilla, baby?