Vanilla Baby

Remember back when you were 15?

Like the rest of the girls, obsessed with James Dean.

You had liquor on your lips and tears in your eyes,

all for the sake of a fake man's lies.

I was living the life of a cul de sac;

I had 18 years strapped to my back.

I wanted nothing more than to break the mold,

but you broke me first; you were just 15 years old.

 

The next time I saw you, your halo was bent.

Your room was filled with dried roses that your lovers had sent.

Like the rest of your friends, I was full of shit.

Like the rest of the drugs, you were so hard to quit.

 

Vanilla Baby,

tequila made you crazy.

The love marks you gave me

made you seem

more animal than lady.

 

Now how many days have passed since then?

Well, nobody knows.

But the weather in my face surely shows.

And I can't remember where I've been since then,

but I always knew where you were.

I saw your smile on every passing mile, that's for sure,

but everything else is just a blur.

 

There's a satellite in orbit,

black holes might absorb it,

asteroids might break its bones.

But your gravity is pulling me

Like the moon pulls the sea;

I'll always make it home.

 

Stars fall like rain here;

the lovers just disappear.

So hold fast to me, Dear,

the future is near

and time slips forevermore

as your slip falls to the floor.

Sweat slips from every pore.

This is what I live for.