"You’re so vain, Spinning the weather vane, Drowning me in your veins."

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It was the tune that I caught accidentally on my guitar one day. Then the words just came together. It may not have happened to me, but it has, everyday to someone out there...

Vains/Vanes/Veins

One dewed-up morning through the window pane,
There you are so vain,
After your déjà vu promises,
There you are so so vain.
Again.

Please stop this spinning vane, your weather vane,
Please stop this spinning vane, your weather vane,
Round and round,
Free-fall to the ground.
Giving me all these false directions.
Again, again.

This vein, this stream, drowning me, in lies, b/c of you.
Bleeding through and through,
Again, again, again.

There’s three forms of Vains/Vanes/Veins,
You’re all of them,
You’re all of them.

You’re so vain,
Spinning the weather vane,
Drowning me in your veins.

b/c it’s a dewed up morning,
fogged up
can’t believe,
you’re holding somebody,
again, again, again…