The Ballad Of Mona Lisa (live) Lyrics - Panic! At The Disco

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 rain down on me 

Give me a sign, I want to believe 

Whoa, Mona Lisa 

You're guaranteed to run this town 

Whoa, Mona Lisa 

I'd pay to see you frown 

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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 

Whoa, Mona Lisa 

You're guaranteed to run this town 

Whoa, Mona Lisa 

I'd pay to see you frown 

Mona Lisa, wear me out 

I'm 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 

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Whoa, Mona Lisa 

You're guaranteed to run this town 

Whoa, 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 paid for