oh we've all heard it,
so just come and sit,
listen to the story of vain,
it always and only causes pain,
my adaptation's a whip,
it just a great little sip,
from the heart shape glass of my love,

once i knew a girl,
i knew she wanted more,
than just a normal friendship,
she just wanted a kiss,
i, the coward, fled,
i guess my brain was just filled with knife shaped lead,
she was left silent,
and she wished death in this horrible quiet,
i was obsessed with my vanity,
crying with twisted profanity,
smashed mirror on the ground,
my face knew only how to frown,
then aphrodite came down,
upon her crown,
was our first kiss..