I'm starting to think this is more
Then a one night stand
I use to cope, use to beg
Cs to who I am
I'm the good, I'm the fight
I'm a damn disease
Like the plague, I won't play
I would kill for this
Two in the night with a broken smile
I won't be so fly
Facing the fact don't do me like that
I could fill your time
Whatever you say we can do it your way
I'm a slave to your need
Because in that state, I'm cool with the chase
Running effortlessly
I'm not Devenci
Picasso or god
But your my Mona Lisa
My living work of art
Straight down from the window
With a boom box in my hand
Strutting like Mr. Cusack
I'm a one-man marching band
Mona Lisa, ehh, ehh, ehhh
Mona Lisa, ehh, ohh, ooo
Mona Lisa, ehh, ehh, ehhh
My Mona Lisa, ehh, Ohh, ooo
I love your style and your face
Damn you taste so good
With every mile, we reconcile
Like I knew we would
I don't want to chase
Better days
If the better days
I'm chasing aren't following you
So we strive in this madness
Create our own balance
Will lay down a new chorus
Cnd belt out our own words
It's all, alright
All, alright
All, alright
I'm not Devenci
Picasso or god
But your my Mona Lisa
My living work of art
Straight down from the window
With a boom box in my hand
Strutting like Mr. Cusack
I'm a one-man marching band
Mona Lisa, ehh, ehh, ehhh
Mona Lisa, ehh, ohh, ooo
Mona Lisa, ehh, ehh, ehhh
My Mona Lisa, ehh, Ohh, ooo
Mona Lisa, ehh, ehh, ehh
My Mona Lisa, ehh, ohh, ooo