I thought maybe we'd made a pact,

But you gave into 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 heartache

It's all greater 10 minutes till 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 figuring out what to say,

But it may be safe to bet,

That the day might come where I'd forgive what you've done

But it still hasn't 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