Come on, baby, show me your favorite
I’m as addicted as your lips to your cigarette
I’m a lover of a second degree
My Mona Lisa wasn’t looking at me, to adore you
Alright all in favor, take the stand and defend me
I’m so cold and lonely I could be dead
(But I’m doing alright)
I know what you want
But it’s not gonna be what you like
I know what you want
But it’s not gonna be what you like
Cleaning my hands out my bloody fingers,
My brain is scattered like the thoughts in my pattern
I’m a lover of a second degree
My Mona Lisa wasn’t looking at me, c’mon
I know what you want
But it’s not gonna be what you like
I know what you want
But it’s not gonna be what you like
Throw some salt over your shoulder, baby
I’ve got a new love
Fall out from the band
I’ve got a new low
It’s alright from the back
Well I was thinking of it
Why don’t I start mention it?
I know what you want
But it’s not gonna be what you like
I know what you want
But it’s not gonna, not gonna be
I know what you want
But it’s not gonna be what you like
I know what you want
But it’s not gonna be what you like
