Atlas Wynd mona lisa

I know the truth
It's in plain view
You rock just like a [?] I see right through
The sky is in your ego
I didn't know what I was doing to you
Now it's turned around and stabbed me in the back
I didn't know what I was doing to you
Hope that I don't see you coming back
They'll conjure up something to bring you down
A wind that howls in harmony with the wolves
Quite the [?] is broken into two
I didn't know what I was doing to you
Now it's turned around and stabbed me in the back
I didn't know what I was doing to you
I hope that I don't see you coming back
Like Mona Lisa you sit and stare
With an ambiguous smile
We cannot stand one another
Like nails on a chalkboard you let out a screech
As I gather all the warnings, don't you ever come back
You ordered me to leave with a hidden gun up your sleeve
And although the room is dimly lit I'm still able to see it
I plead 'No, don't do it' as you draw a little closer
But I was locked in your stare
You got me right in [?]