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

lone speaker in a conversation 
Her words are 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 wanna believe

Woah, Mona Lisa 
You're guaranteed [bad word] this town 
Woah, 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 him 
But she'd have nothing left to sell him

Say what you mean, 
Tell me I'm right 
And let the sun rain down on me 
Give me a sign, I wanna believe

Woah, Mona Lisa 
You're guaranteed [bad word] 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 wanna believe

Woah, Mona Lisa 
You're guaranteed [bad word] this town 
Woah, Mona Lisa 
I'd pay to see you frown

Say what you mean, 
Tell me I'm right 
And let the sun rain down on me 
Give me a sign, I wanna believe

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