Corina Lyrics

You're too vain, you're insane You think the world will stop turning 'cause you ain't around Blind eyes, cheap lines you got the whole band playing But you don't hear the sound
Your venom pen will never poison me I won't be sticking round that long
Corina, what's this talk of glory Between the sheets in halls of fame Corina, just a hard luck story Bratpack fever running through your brain
Your fast cars, rock stars, you were seen at the party But you weren't even there False name, the same game somebody's minding your business You don't even care
You think it's all some kind of circus ride You think that someone's keeping score
Corina, what's this talk of glory Between the sheets in halls of fame Corina, just a hard luck story Bratpack fever running through your brain
Corina, what's this talk of glory Between the sheets in halls of fame Corina, just a hard luck story Bratpack fever running through your brain
Corina, what's this talk of glory Between the sheets in halls of fame Corina, just a hard luck story Bratpack fever running through your brain