In Vain

Well, just the other day, while alone in my room I said to myself, "I need something new" I'll cut a new nice slice, feed the lions twice And they'll shake their manes in confusion My love, my love's in vain, my love My love, my love's in vain, my love Put a bet on everything, it'll come up fine My fingers are crossed and they're tapping in time You got a pretty face, such a pretty, pretty face You brush your own mane, fame is your pain My love, my love's in vain, my love My love, my love's in vain, my love Maybe an older woman, show me a way To ease those creases and crave no reasons 'Cause reasons are with gods There's a heaven within me But we all shake our manes in confusion Oh, yeah My love, my love's in vain, my love My love, my love's in vain, my love Should I grab you by the collar or just go my way? With a knife between my clean white teeth Don't want your feather in my cap, don't care about that 'Cause you can flash your own mane, fame is your pain My love, my love's in vain, my love My love, my love's in vain, my love My love, my love's in vain, my love