Panic! At The Disco - The Ballad of Mona Lisa lyrics

[Verse 1] She paints her fingers with a close precision He starts to notice empty bottles of gin And takes a moment to a**ess 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 [Chorus] 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 [Verse 2] Whoa, Mona Lisa You're guaranteed to run this town Whoa, 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 [Chorus] [Bridge] Mona Lisa, wear me out Pleased to please Mona Lisa, wear me out [Chorus][x2] [Outro] There's nothing wrong with just a taste Of what you've paid for