Am F Dm E
Am                   
She paints her fingers with a close precision
Am
He starts to notice empty bottles of gin
Am                                         E
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                              E                       Am         G
There's nothing wrong with just taste of what you paid for
F                 C             E
Say what you mean tell me im right 
             Am        G
and let the sun rain down on me 
F         C
give me a sign
          E
I wanna believe
F               Am                    G
Whoa Mona Lisa, you're guaranteed to run this town 
F               C               E
Whoa Mona Lisa I'd pay to see you frown
Am E
Am
He sense something call it desperation 
F
another dollar another day 
Dm                        E                  Am
and if she has the proper words to say she'd tell him
Am (pause)
Am
F                 C             E
Say what you mean tell me im right 
             Am        G
and let the sun rain down on me 
F         C
give me a sign
          E
I wanna believe
F               Am                    G
Whoa Mona Lisa, you're guaranteed to run this town 
F               C               E
Whoa Mona Lisa I'd pay to see you frown
Am F C E
   Am   F     C    E     F
Oh Mona Lisa, wear me out
F                 C             E
Say what you mean tell me im right 
             Am        G
and let the sun rain down on me 
F         C
give me a sign
          E
I wanna believe
F               Am                    G
Whoa Mona Lisa, you're guaranteed to run this town 
F               C               E
Whoa Mona Lisa I'd pay to see you frown
F                             Am
Say what you mean tell me I'm right 
G                            F
and let the sun rain down on me 
              
give me a sign
        C     E        
I wanna believe
Am F 
Dm                               E
There's nothing wrong with just a taste 
                Am