What would it cost me to hang around
What would it cost me
Pride ain’t no thing when you’re proud of nothing
I could sit here singing the same tune
From the same book
All the same words
I don’t have to look

Vain, vain, vain, vain
In vain waiting for you

Until there’s a shift in the weather love
Or until the sun thinks to rise
Only one thing at a time is enough
Is that how you get wise to the pick up
To the make up
To the market man and his stroke of luck

Vain, vain, vain, vain
In vain waiting for you
Vain, vain, vain, vain
In vain waiting for you

But I could still run oh oh oh
I could still run oh oh oh
To the next town, to the next woe
They make it sound so easy to sing about
But I’m not so sure
So perfect with all of the feeling drained out
No I don’t want to be pure anymore babe
Anymore babe
It might be you I’m waiting for babe
I’m not the same girl
Singing the same song
It’s not the same world
And I won’t wait for long
Vain, vain, vain, vain
In vain waiting for you
Vain, vain, vain, vain
In vain waiting for you