Panic! At The Disco - The Ballad Of Mona Lisa Lyrics

She paints her fingers with a close precision

He starts to notice empty bottles of gin

And takes a moment to assess the sins she’s paid for

A lonely speaker in a conversation

Her words were swimming through his ears again

There's nothing wrong with just a taste of what you've paid for

Say what you mean

Tell me I'm right

And let the sun rain down on me

Give me a sign

I want to believe

Woah, Mona Lisa,

You're guaranteed to run this town

Woah, Mona Lisa,

I'd pay to see you frown

Mona Lisa wear me out

Pleased to please ya

Mona Lisa wear me out

Say what you mean

Tell me I'm right

And let the sun rain down on me

Give me a sign

I want to believe

Woah, Mona Lisa,

You're guaranteed to run this town

Woah, Mona Lisa,

Say what you mean

Tell me I'm right

And let the sun rain down on me

Give me a sign

I want to believe

There's nothing wrong with just a taste of what you've paid for

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