Intro: Em Em Am B7


Em
She paints her fingers with a close precision
Em
He starts to notice empty bottles of gin
Am                       B7
And takes a moment to assess the sin
       Em
She's paid for


Em
a lonely speaker in a conversation
Em
Her words are spinning through his ears again
Am                                 B7                   Em
There's nothing wrong with just a taste of what you've paid for


C             G
Say what you mean
             B7
Tell me I'm right
            Em       D       C
And let the sun rain down on me
           G
Give me a sign
             B7
I want to believe


C
Woah, Mona Lisa,
Em                    D
You're guaranteed to run this town
C   Am
Woah, Mona Lisa,
Em                 B7
I'd pay to see you frown


Em  Em  Am  B7


Em
He senses something, call it desperation
Em
Another dollar, another day
Am                        B7
And if she had the proper words to say,
               Em
She would tell him
But she'd have nothing left to sell him

Em

C             G
Say what you mean
             B7
Tell me I'm right
            Em       D       C
And let the sun rain down on me
           G
Give me a sign
             B7
I want to believe


C
Woah, Mona Lisa,
Em                    D
You're guaranteed to run this town
C   Am
Woah, Mona Lisa,
Em                 B7
I'd pay to see you frown


Bridge:
Em          G      B7
Mona Lisa, wear me out
Em          G      B7
Pleased to please Ya
Em          G      B7
Mona Lisa, wear me out

- Strum only once -
C             G
Say what you mean
             B7
Tell me I'm right
            Em       D       C
And let the sun rain down on me
           G
Give me a sign
             B7
I want to believe


C
Woah, Mona Lisa,
Em                    D
You're guaranteed to run this town
C   Am
Woah, Mona Lisa,
Em                 B7
I'd pay to see you frown


C
Say what you mean
             Em
Tell me I'm right
             D               C
And let the sun rain down on me
           G
Give me a sign
             B7
I want to believe

Em  Em

Am                                 B7                   Em
There's nothing wrong with just a taste of what you've paid for