I thought maybe we made a pact

But you gave in to foul temptations

Making all the wrong moves

And the wrong decisions

Making lies up for all the right questions

Maybe I was just asking too much

I don't think it's likely

You're just made from all the wrong stuff

Your bed's been made Mona Lisa you've really done something

Done a number on all of my organs

Mona Lisa you've really done something

Done a number on all of my organs I must say I commend you on all of your fire

Soaring highs

And drowning lows

Full speed ahead

You go with all of your heart ache

It's all greater ten minutes to doomsday

All the while just showing your teeth

Smiling or growling never sure

I just wait and see

Your bed's been made

Now go die in it Mona Lisa you've really done something

Done a number on all of my organs

Mona Lisa you've really done something

Done a number on all of my organs And I've been racking my brain

Fguring out what to say

But it may be safe to bet

The day might still come

I'll forgive what youve done

But it still hasnt happened yet Your bed's been made

Now go die in it Mona Lisa you've really done something

You're the black ice on my road to wholesome

Mona Lisa you've really done something

Done a number on all of my organs On all of my organs