She paints her fingers with a close precision
He starts to notice empty bottles of gin
And takes a moment to assess the sins she’s paid forA lone speaker in a conversation
Her words are swimming through his ears again
There’s nothing wrong with just a taste of what you’ve paid forSay what you mean, tell me I’m right
And let the sun rain down on me
Give me a sign, I wanna believeWoah, Mona Lisa
You’re guaranteed to run this town
Woah, Mona Lisa
I’d pay to see you frownHe 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 himSay what you mean, tell me I’m right
And let the sun rain down on me
Give me a sign, I wanna believeWoah, Mona Lisa
You’re guaranteed to run this town
Woah, Mona Lisa
I’d pay to see you frownMona Lisa
Say what you mean, tell me I’m right
And let the sun rain down on me
Give me a sign, I wanna believeWoah, Mona Lisa
You’re guaranteed to run this town
Woah, Mona Lisa
I’d pay to see you frownSay what you mean, tell me I’m right
And let the sun rain down on me
Give me a sign, I wanna believeThere’s nothing wrong with just a taste of what you’ve paid for
- The Ballad Of Mona Lisa, Panic! At The Disco
excited! i love the new sounds from these guys.
I have been waiting forever it seems for new music. I like it.
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She paints her fingers with a close precision He starts to notice empty bottles...gin And...
She paints her fingers with a close precision He starts to notice empty bottles of gin And takes a moment to assess the...