Intro:              She paints her fingers with a close precision He starts to notice empty bottles of gin And takes a moment to assess the sin she’s paid for       A lonely speaker in a conversation Her words are swimming through his ears again There’s nothing wrong with just a taste of what you paid for Say what you mean tell me I’m right And let the sun reign down on me Give me a sign I wanna believe Whoa ah ah ah oh Mona Lisa You’re guaranteed to run this town Whoa ah ah ah oh Mona Lisa I’d pay to see you frown ( ) He senses something call it desperation Another dollar another day And if she had the proper words to say she would tell ’im But she’d have nothing left to sell ’im Say what you mean tell me I’m right And let the sun reign down on me Give me a sign I wanna believe Whoa ah ah ah oh Mona Lisa You’re guaranteed to run this town Whoa ah ah ah oh Mona Lisa I’d pay to see you frown >    Mona Lisaaa... Say what you mean tell me I’m right And let the sun reign down on me Give me a sign I wanna believe Whoa ah ah ah oh Mona Lisa You’re guaranteed to run this town Whoa ah ah ah oh Mona Lisa I’d pay to see you frown Say what you mean tell me I’m right And let the sun reign down on me Give me a sign I wanna believe There’s nothing wrong with just a taste of what you paid for...