Can you guess my flavor?
Born to be mild by nature
The shot in the coffee I gave her
Wasn’t enough and it made her want to leave

Taste-maker
My tedious type of behavior
Like paint drying on to the paper
Stuck to the walls as they’re closing in on me

She said, “My darling, my dear, I’m filled with a fear
Concerning a flaw that continues to appear
You’re living for Monday, your living is mundane
Your presence is a killer, your flavor, vanilla”

Vanilla, vanilla, vanilla, vanilla
Vanilla, vanilla, vanilla, vanilla
Vanilla, vanilla, vanilla, vanilla
Vanilla, vanilla-la-la

A double dose of heartbreak
Came in disguised as an earthquake
Then hung around like a toothache
Called me a bore as she got her coat to leave

She said, “My darling, my dear, I’m filled with a fear
Concerning a flaw that continues to appear
You’re living for Monday, your living is mundane
Your presence is a killer, your flavor, vanilla”

Vanilla, vanilla, vanilla, vanilla
Vanilla, vanilla-la-la
Vanilla
Vanilla

She said, “My darling, my dear, I’m filled with a fear
Concerning a flaw that continues to appear
You’re missing ‘til Sunday, forgiven by Monday
Your presence is a killer, your flavor, vanilla”

Vanilla, vanilla, vanilla, vanilla
Vanilla, vanilla, vanilla, vanilla
Vanilla, vanilla, vanilla, vanilla
Vanilla, vanilla-la-la