mona lisa

Mona spends the lonely evening nights Counting checks and paying dues And though she barely makes them every time She regrets and she removes a part of her only once Will she break the chain of empty neon life Modern styles, lonely nights Celebrate the mornings with a smile Lisa makes her paces on the low She is pride and she is doom The many hearts she's broken over time Leave their mark inside her room Harmless smile, organic lies Will she find the truth inside her empty tomb Pedophiles, scenic lights Celebrate their absence in the morning sun when Valley shadows reveal from the light above And cellophane wraps around my eyes when she talks I don't think I'm man enough to stay I don't think I'm man enough to stay