Intro: Am Am Dm E7


Am
She paints her fingers with a close precision
Am
He starts to notice empty bottles of gin
Dm                       E7
And takes a moment to assess the sin
       Am
She's paid for


Am
a lonely speaker in a conversation
Am
Her words are spinning through his ears again
Dm                                 E7                   Am
There's nothing wrong with just a taste of what you've paid for


F             C
Say what you mean
             E7
Tell me I'm right
            Am       G       F
And let the sun rain down on me
           C
Give me a sign
             E7
I want to believe


F
Woah, Mona Lisa,
Am                    G
You're guaranteed to run this town
F   Dm
Woah, Mona Lisa,
Am                 E7
I'd pay to see you frown


Am  Am  Dm  E7


Am
He senses something, call it desperation
Am
Another dollar, another day
Dm                        E7
And if she had the proper words to say,
               Am
She would tell him
But she'd have nothing left to sell him

Am

F             C
Say what you mean
             E7
Tell me I'm right
            Am       G       F
And let the sun rain down on me
           C
Give me a sign
             E7
I want to believe


F
Woah, Mona Lisa,
Am                    G
You're guaranteed to run this town
F   Dm
Woah, Mona Lisa,
Am                 E7
I'd pay to see you frown


Bridge:
Am          C      E7
Mona Lisa, wear me out
Am          C      E7
Pleased to please Ya
Am          C      E7
Mona Lisa, wear me out

- Strum only once -
F             C
Say what you mean
             E7
Tell me I'm right
            Am       G       F
And let the sun rain down on me
           C
Give me a sign
             E7
I want to believe


F
Woah, Mona Lisa,
Am                    G
You're guaranteed to run this town
F   Dm
Woah, Mona Lisa,
Am                 E7
I'd pay to see you frown


F
Say what you mean
             Am
Tell me I'm right
             G               F
And let the sun rain down on me
           C
Give me a sign
             E7
I want to believe

Am  Am

Dm                                 E7                   Am
There's nothing wrong with just a taste of what you've paid for