Aaron Thompson - Sad Mona Lisa lyrics

Sad Mona Lisa Left in the street to Feed on the pa**ions of men With the devil in her eyes And god in her smile Innocence in the myth of a sin Sad Mona Lisa I know she don't mean to But she pulls us apart like vines She works through the night In a town painted white In the morning she leaves with the tide And when she cried There was a hurricane She'll never know our names And she beats the walls in vain Only to return tomorrow Our wives, they all chased her Down Bourbon to St. Peter They caught her at Dauphine and Anne They dragged her down the 'Maine Past the Voodoo Museum And left her for dead at the station Well, I am the attendant And I saw her in the distance I helped her to my place by the theatre She drank all my wine Smoked holes in my sheets She cried and I took her to bed When she closed her eyes Down came the rain She'll never know my name Because our faces are all the same But I will return tomorrow Oh Mona please tell me Do you mean those words you say? Will you love me 'til the end Or will you call me a friend?