Mona Lisa Was a Stoner

I'm feeling blue when I drink alone

I'm feigning death, I don't care at all

I'm full of shit, writing's on the wall

My cliché is niche, it is my own

My body's a temple, it's overflowed

Imbibed with a poison I wish to clone

And my mullet's growing, it aches to flow

Eyes photo-chromatic, the sun is home

It's also God, Buddha, iPhones

With touch security, thanks Steve

Mona Lisa was going through it

Screaming: "Dear doctor, I really blew it

And I don't wanna sit through this anymore, anymore"

Mona Lisa was just a stoner

She would've loved 'I'm a loner, Dottie, a rebel'

Smile wide, smile wide

Got a new tattoo, got a bag of bones

Damned if I do

What if I don't get famous enough

Before I change my name and fall in love

Twist the knife, hit the floor

Kill the lights and kiss the silence between us

In this sacred space of intravenous absolution

Mona Lisa was going through it

Screaming: "Dear doctor, I really blew it

And I don't wanna sit through this anymore, anymore"

Mona Lisa was just a stoner

She would've loved 'I'm a loner, Dottie, a rebel'

Smile wide, smile wide

No more journals in my locker

There's no one left for me to talk to

No surprise I've not been cautious

All my worst days have been forgotten

No more journals in my locker (and if you really wanna know)

There's no one left for me to talk to (what it's like to hold my hand)

No surprise I've not been cautious (well, you could break down the door)

All my worst days have been forgotten (and love me where I stand)

Mona Lisa was going through it

Screaming: "Dear doctor, I really blew it

And I don't wanna sit through this anymore, anymore"

Mona Lisa was just a stoner

She would've loved 'I'm a loner, Dottie, a rebel'

Smile wide, smile wide

No more journals in my locker

There's no one left for me to talk to

No surprise I've not been cautious

All my worst days have been forgotten

No more journals in my locker (flowers bloom when they've got love)

There's no one left for me to talk to (like breaking in your baseball glove)

No surprise I've not been cautious (life is stupid, life is tough)

All my worst days have been forgotten (I'm feeling like I'm not enough)

(flowers bloom when they've got love)

(like breaking in your baseball glove)