vanilla

Picked you up on time on a Friday night

Said he'd have you home by 10:00, it's 10:05

You pulled off on the side to watch the stars, thought you'd have a heart-to-heart

Then it starts to cross the line, you change your mind

If he says, "Don't be so vanilla, baby"

Hand on your leg in the back seat of his car

I've been through the same thing

I know you're in love, but you don't have to go that far

He can drive you home

You can take it slow

If you tell him, "No," it don't make you vanilla, baby

I cried on my closet floor for hours

'Cause I let him turn my sweetness into sour

Like it was easy

I was his trophy

Changed me completely

I wish someone told me

If he says, "Don't be so vanilla, baby"

Hand on your leg in the back seat of his car

I've been through the same thing

I know you're in love, but you don't have to go that far

He can drive you home

You can take it slow

If you tell him, "No," it don't make you vanilla, baby

Hold onto yourself, girl, that's important

Takin' your sweet time don't make you boring

Ooh, don't be so vanilla, baby

Hand on your leg in the back seat of his car

I've been through the same thing

I know you're in love, but you don't have to go that far

He can drive you home

You can take it slow

If you tell him, "No," it don't make you vanilla, baby