Everybody is talking about the girl
Who went and killed the delivery man
But she looks so kind and gentle
It just doesn’t stand to reason
I saw her right there just like the other night
As stately as a slot machine
But when she looked my way
Something mad as hell came over me
Anesthesia, Mona Lisa
I’ve got a little gun, here comes oblivion
I never loved you, how did you find me?
The cops will never prove complicity now
Anna, all good children go to Heaven
I remember your face that August night
When we lied about the beautiful time to come
And that crazy old man who came much too late
And caused a chain reaction
I’ve been hanging out here for eleven long years
Like a church mouse wondering where the cat has gone
And looking at you now is driving me to distraction
Anesthesia, Mona Lisa
I’ve got a little gun, here comes oblivion
I never loved you, how did you find me?
The cops will never prove complicity now
Anna, all good children go to Heaven