If you were the Mona Lisa
 You'd be hanging in the Louvre
 Everyone [bad word] to see you
 You'd be impossible to move
 It seems to me is what you are
 rare and priceless work of art
 Stay behind your velvet rope
 But I will not renounce all hope

 And I'm right by your side
 Like a thief in the night
 I stand in front of a masterpiece
 And I can't tell you why
 It hurts so much
 To be in love with the masterpiece
 Cause after all
 Nothing's [bad word] 

 From the moment I first saw you
 All the darkness turned to light
 An impressionistic painting
 Tiny particles of light
 It seem to me is what you're like
 The "look but please don't touch me" type
 And honestly it can't be fun
 To always be the chosen one 

And I'm right by your side
 Like a thief in the night
 I stand in front of a masterpiece
 And I can't tell you why
 It hurts so much
 To be in love with a masterpiece
 Cause after all
 Nothing's [bad word] 
 Nothing's [bad word] 
 Nothing's [bad word] 
 Nothing's [bad word] 

 And I'm right by your side
 Like a thief in the night
 I stand in front of a masterpiece
 And I can't tell you why
 It hurts so much
 To be in love with a masterpiece

 And I'm right by your side
 Like a thief in the night
 I stand in front of a masterpiece
 And I can't tell you why
 It hurts so much
 To be in love with a masterpiece
 Cause after all
 Nothing's [bad word] 
 Cause after all
 Nothing's [bad word]