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 spinning 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

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 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,
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 want to believe

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