Vanity

Lacey:
I don't think I want to do this anymore

Propaganda:
Look, you want me to ask for forgiveness again and again?
Like you're telling me my love isn't complete
I say it’s more like a runaway
I guess, I guess I don't have the right to ask for forgiveness then, right?

Lacey:
I want to believe what I heard somewhere a long time ago that, that love is free and kind
And you're trying to act like you're all humble and wise
But what you call love is destroying my life and it's destroying your soul
(Destroying your life?) if you ever had one
I, I don't think you even know what it means to love or to be loved

Propaganda:
See, see, look, look, we've got so much to learn
It’s like the strength of your little words
They seem perfect and then they corner us like this
Like this Leonidas curse with a Midas touch, and it's mighty rum
Listen, this is the real
That gritty, gory and gorgeous, it’s like, it’s like coco butter mixed with sand paper
See, this is love

Lacey:
Of course, your, your words so enticing, and the imagery like some Messiah
Living and dying for me and then acting and saving me
But what, what about the freedom that truth brings?
What about the protection that love brings?

Propaganda:
See, oh, oh, yeah, so, so this is your kiss to send me off right?
Like I ain’t been no shelter?

Lacey:
Shelter?

Propaganda: Like the bruises on your arms ain’t no badges of honor?
And these army of onlookers, they keep questioning my methods
But look, this mean I am in your atrium, like ancient drums
You used to dance with me
Why can’t you just dance with me?

Lacey:
You mean slavery?

Propaganda:
Slavery? You owe me your life

Lacey:
I don't belong to anyone but me!

Propaganda:
Wait, which, which one of us is being selfish here?

Lacey:
Who can be selfish?

Propaganda:
You, you trying to rob me?

Lacey:
I can't owe what you never gave

Propaganda:
You will always owe me

Lacey:
And the love you gave was never love

Propaganda:
You are gonna always know my sacrifices

Lacey:
You don't know anything about love

Propaganda:
You will always know my sacrifices

Lacey:
You're twisted and warped
You're so full of your own lies