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you can hear the baby bones
crack beneath her wheels
tears of avalon
streak silent down her shield
high crimes and misdemeanors
fortunate attacks
will leave you standing nameless
while she's turning black
vanity stands naked at my door
vanity cries, why?
eleanor, you've lost me
in a haze of wine and cocaine
gone out and cost me
everything i blame
broadcast in tv detail
call our own stories
as i try to recapture
best in former glories
vanity stands naked at your door
vanity cries, why?
vanity wants everything and more
vanity must die
you want to turn around
turn around for good
you swear you'll turn around
turn around for good
ease on that dirt road
you've still a ways to go
soak in the sights and city lights
while you still can borrow
cursed fall will find you
bring a memory
a ghost of your surrender
with the kiss of anarchy
naked at my door
vanity cries, why?
you want to turn around
turn around for you
you want to turn around
turn around for you
you want to turn around
turn around for good
you want to turn around
Vanity (normal version)
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You can hear the baby bones
Crack beneath her wheels
Tears of Avalon streak silent down her shield
High crimes and misdemeanors
Unfortunate attacks
Will leave you standing nameless
While she's turning black
Vanity stands naked at my door
Vanity cries, why?
Eleanor, you've lost me
In a haze of wine and cocaine
Gone out and cost me everything I'd blame
Broadcast in T.V. detail
To color old stories
As I try to recapture
Our best in former glories
Vanity stands naked at my door
Vanity cries, why?
Vanity wants everything and more
Vanity must die
She swears she'll turn around
Turn around for good
She swears she'll turn around
Turn around for sure
You know you'll run around
Run around for her
You know you want it all so pure
Ease on that dirt road
You've still a ways to go
Soak in sights and city lights
While you still can borrow
'Cause fall will find you
And bring a memory
The ghost of her surrender
And a kiss of anarchy
She's naked at my door
Vanity cries, why?
Vanity wants everything and more
Vanity must die...die
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