I’ve been pro-vanity since I was ten.
I picture altars and then I shut em down? [shattered em’]?
Baby bottle didn’t choke (?) There were no cherry lollipops, cherry lip smacker and I got off
Marry money have a child, keep it pretty ugly as you eat sushi and drink cocktails.

And I’m sick of your smile
And I’m sick of your cake
And I’m sick of your meaningless blather
And I’m sick of your hair
And I wish it weren’t there
Maybe some night i’ll visit you sleeping

There is no place I would rather be killed
Than in my own backyard
On my own propane grill
And lolly didn't stop the little melancholy absence and I felt high so I ripped it off
Money prices an unborn child it would be hated(?)
But you should be wary of those thirty fall drops

And I'm sick when I breathe
And I wish you would leave
At the very least have an abortion
I don’t mean to damn like it
I don’t think it’s right
For a woman to breed for attention

I’ve been pro-vanity since I could know
No one will ever care to see what I don’t show
And momma didn’t lock and load it
Singley [secretly we see]?
Could see ??? for a letter and withstood the shock
Oh my daddy felt I knew and consequently
Took control (?) And took over the hope that was you

And I’m sick of myself
And I wish you could help
If you want to you can pull out the ladder
Oh, and it sounds self-indulgent
Amazing i’ve managed
To keep you engaged for just four fucking minutes
And maybe you’d be happy to be pro-vanity


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    General CommentCorrect and complete lyrics:

    ive been provanity since i was 10
    i picture altars and then i shelter den
    baby bottle didn't choke there were no cherry lollipops cherry lip smacker and i got off
    marry money have a child keep it pretty ugly as you eat sushi and drink cocktails

    and im sick of your smile
    im sick of your cake
    and im sick of your meaningless blather
    and im sick of your hair
    and i wish it weren't there
    maybe some night ill visit you sleeping

    there is no place i would rather be killed
    than in my own backyard on my own propane grill
    alcohol it didn't stop the little melancholy absence and i felt high, so i ripped it off
    money prices an unborn child it would be hated
    but you should be wary of those thirty fall drops

    and im sick when i breath and i wish you would leave
    at the very least have an abortion
    i dont need a damn life but i dont think its right
    for a woman to breed for attention

    ive been provanity since i could know
    no one will ever care to see what i dont show
    and momma didn't lock and load it secretly we see her sending a letter(?) and withstood the shock
    oh my daddy felt i knew and consequently grew into a calm and hurt over the thought that was new

    and im sick of myself and i wish it would help
    if you want you can pull out the ladder
    oh it sounds so indulgent
    amazing ive managed to keep you engaged for just four fucking minutes
    maybe youd be happy to be provanity
    provanity
    provanity...
    provanity
    provanity
    WhereIsJF?on December 28, 2007   Link
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    General CommentOh cool, the incomplete lyrics that I transcribed! Thanks for posting them, JF.
    iggy1110on August 02, 2008   Link
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    General CommentWhere can I get this song?
    thisviciouscabareton September 27, 2011   Link
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    General Commentlove the old version, the new one not so much
    jessicaevon March 05, 2013   Link

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