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 place 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