The Void Smells Like Vanilla

Too sweet for a drama, too quiet for farce,
You left just a teacup and a shadow's grimace.
In the hallway an envelope lies unrevealed,
Like an awkward finale completely concealed.
On the mantelpiece rests a neglected old prize,
A ticket that spells out our quiet demise.


And there’s nothing remaining to beg or demand,
But I need something bitter to steady my hand.

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Cause emptiness smells like vanilla,
A cheap dusting powder on love's open sore.
We traded our truths for a fake Cinderella,
Now shout at the ceiling, I won't hear you more.
This sterile white bedroom is draining my will...
And emptiness smells like vanilla still.


The drafts are now turning a magazine's page,
I almost apologized, acting my age.
Your perfume descends to the floorboards below,
Like a phantom with nowhere particular to go.
No loud screaming matches, no cigarettes burned,
Just the saccharine taste of the lessons unlearned.


And there’s nothing remaining to beg or demand,
But I need a new poison to steady my hand.

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Cause emptiness smells like vanilla,
A cheap dusting powder on love's open sore.
We traded our truths for a fake Cinderella,
Now shout at the ceiling, I won't hear you more.
This sterile white bedroom is draining my will...
And emptiness smells like vanilla still.


No tears and no blood, just a saccharine sting,
A sweet little haze that won't change anything.
I’d much rather stare at the plates we have smashed,
But there's only this icing where all of it crashed.



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Yeah, emptiness smells like vanilla,
A cheap dusting powder on love's open sore.
We traded our truths for a fake Cinderella,
Now shout at the ceiling, I won't hear you more.
This sterile white bedroom is draining my will...
And emptiness smells like vanilla still.


Smells like vanilla...
Too sweet of an end.
Smells like vanilla...
Nothing left to pretend.