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