| I’ve always played the part for Shakespeare
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| I hide behind the ink and pen
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| I build up worlds and choose a savoir
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| I write beginning, middle, end
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| I’m so tired of being a book on the shelf
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| Tired of stories for somebody else
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| Think that I’m ready to start a new chapter
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| I’ve been looking for someway to turn it around
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| Looking for someone to give me the crown
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| I wanna feel like I finally matter
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| I wanna be a Mona Lisa
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| The kinda girl that you can dream of
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| And I always had the words but I don’t wanna say it
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| Wish I could paint a smile on my face
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| I wanna be a Mona Lisa
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| So is there anybody out there
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| Who can change my point of view
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| The way that Van Gogh uses yellow
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| Or the self in Frida Kahlo
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| I could be that for you
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| I’m so tired of being a book on the shelf
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| Tired of stories for somebody else
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| Think that I’m ready to start a new chapter
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| I’ve been looking for someway to turn it around
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| Looking for someone to give me the crown
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| I wanna feel like I finally matter
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| I wanna be a Mona Lisa
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| The kinda girl that you can dream of
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| And I always had the words but I don’t wanna say it
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| Wish I could paint a smile on my face
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| I wanna be a Mona Lisa
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| I think I’m ready for my close up, baby
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| There’s nothing left to do
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| And nothing left to lose
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| Let me be your muse
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| And I always had the words but I don’t wanna say it
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| Wish I could paint a smile on my face
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| I wanna be a Mona Lisa |