Intro: (x2) verse 1 You're still plain and fickle Looks like I don't you And you don't know me At all But your lips taste is so simple Like a spoonful of vanilla flavoured ice cream My love Pre-Chorus I know I'm not made of lace And lace and potpourri But there's nobody like me You're boring Face it At your best you're still basic You're everything I hate about our youth I'm lost and hysteric Anything but generic Don't ever Don't ever Don't you dare ever call me vanilla verse 2 I'm a mixture of water and bone Not a clone or a stepping stone See, I am a lot of things But I can assure you I'm not what is they say I am Pre-Chorus Not lace, not potpourri (Nobody like me) You're boring Face it At your best you're still basic You're everything I hate about our youth I'm lost and hysteric Anything but generic Don't ever Don't ever Don't you dare ever call me vanilla Bridge So what's the matter, pretty pretty? It really is a pity, your flavour of choice I know that this may be a risk But, but it's the flavour boys You're boring, so just face it At your best oh you're still faceless You're everything I hate about our youth I am lost and hysteric Anything but generic And I never, I never I never wanna be called vanilla No, no Don't you call me vanilla No, no, no