|
I fly back down to Michigan |
|
Bring the picture of the key |
|
I show the locksmith Nigel |
|
And then he laughs at me |
|
The key is something digital |
|
He can't recreate |
|
So I track her down to New Orleans |
|
To ask her on a date |
|
Man I should've done this |
|
A way long time ago |
|
I pretend it was an accident |
|
When I'm at the same hotel |
|
"Hey there, miss, remember me?" |
|
"We used to have a ball." |
|
She tells me she's excited |
|
And agrees that we should talk |
|
Yes |
|
Let's have a drink |
|
Let's have a talk |
|
Let's meet at your room at nine |
|
So we do |
|
We drink some wine |
|
We talk about old times |
|
Then she cries |
|
Says her sorry |
|
I tell her that it's fine |
|
I move in close |
|
I hold her tight |
|
I tell her to relax or |
|
If |
|
she |
|
moves |
|
I'll |
|
break |
|
her |
|
neck |
|
This is for |
|
Everything |
|
Anytime |
|
Anything |
|
Breaking me |
|
Leaving me |
|
Stealing keys |
|
Comes to an end |
|
She |
|
Cries |
|
Stop |
|
But |
|
I don't see |
|
Why I should |
|
When she |
|
Didn't for me |
|
I |
|
Say |
|
Fine |
|
But |
|
It's |
|
Too late |
|
I didn't mean to kill her |
|
But I gone done did it |
|
I wish I could've told her |
|
It was all over |
|
Love, love, love |
|
And money |
|
So I grab her bottom lip |
|
I pull her mouth wide open |
|
Then I pull out my key |
|
It was covered in |
|
Stom - ach |
|
Ac - Id |
|
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh |
|
Then I book my flight |
|
I head back to Geneva |
|
I don't believe in God |
|
But I do believe I'm evil |
|
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh |
|
I think about my life |
|
I ponder my decisions |
|
I walk into the bank |
|
With 20/20 vision |
|
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh |
|
I open up my lock box |
|
I only found a note |
|
It reads "I'm sorry that I left you" |
|
"But you have been set up, love.." |
|
Rub my eyes and turn around |
|
Sure enough I had been found |
|
two guys approached me |
|
Put a gun to my head |
|
They told me how lucky |
|
I am to be dead |
|
I kneel down and feel a pinch |
|
All I taste is smoke and soot |
|
Don't trust |
|
Your luck |
|
Played my cards and now I see |
|
This whole time she was playing me |
|
The only people you can trust |
|
Are in control of your blood's luck |
