Written by John Feldmann/Brendon Urie/Butch Walker
Intro: Am F Dm E7
Am
She paints her fingers with a close precision
Am
He starts to notice empty bottles of gin
Am E7
And takes a moment to assess the sin she's paid for
Am
A lonely speaker in a conversation
F
Her words are swimming through his ears again
Dm E7 Am
There's nothing wrong with just a taste of what you paid for
F C E7
Say what you mean, tell me I'm right
Am G F
And let the sun reign down on me
C E7
Give me a sign, I wanna believe
F
Whoa ah ah ah oh, Mona Lisa
Am G
You're guaranteed to run this town
F
Whoa ah ah ah oh, Mona Lisa
C E7
I'd pay to see you frown
( Am E7 )
Am
He senses something, call it desperation
F
Another dollar, another day
Dm E7 Am
And if she had the proper words to say, she would tell 'im
Am
But she'd have nothing left to sell 'im
F C E7
Say what you mean, tell me I'm right
Am G F
And let the sun reign down on me
C E7
Give me a sign, I wanna believe
F
Whoa ah ah ah oh, Mona Lisa
Am G
You're guaranteed to run this town
F
Whoa ah ah ah oh, Mona Lisa
C E7
I'd pay to see you frown
Am F C E7
Am F C E7
Mona Lisaaa...
F C E7
Say what you mean, tell me I'm right
Am G F
And let the sun reign down on me
C E7
Give me a sign, I wanna believe
F
Whoa ah ah ah oh, Mona Lisa
Am G
You're guaranteed to run this town
F
Whoa ah ah ah oh, Mona Lisa
C E7
I'd pay to see you frown
F Am
Say what you mean, tell me I'm right
G F
And let the sun reign down on me
C E7
Give me a sign, I wanna believe
Am F Dm E7 Am
There's nothing wrong with just a taste of what you paid for...
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