i'm in the market for some inspiration,
i keeping wearing the same situations,
not even new words
could hide the truth from you this time.
i like to mock her.
and her whole formula, but
i know i'm just a little jealous
of her vocal talent.
not even new words could disguise
the truth that's in my eyes.
so im going to pack my bags,
run away. do anything it takes
to hear you say those words
because we both know im too vain.
