Vanity, vanity, vanity, yeah yeah yeah. Vanity, vanity, vanity, yeah yeah yeah yeah In the Winter, if you listen. You can hear my heart beating faster. Its another cold December. Feeling homesick
looks will never cover up for. Her dumbness in takin' the stock. Sees her reflection in a butchers shop She finds it all quite rare. That her meats all vanity fair. She finds it all quite rare. That
looks will never cover up for. Her dumbness in takin' the stock. Sees her reflection in a butchers shop She finds it all quite rare. That her meats all vanity fair. She finds it all quite rare. That
all in my haze, waiting for you. To take my vanity, my vanity As the joke goes on, oh. I realize that you, you see through me. And though I try to make believe,. I cannot hide, my identity (Chorus
