Genevieve, Creole queen, with your love like fire and your heart like a
Guillotine.
You can't sell the heart you stole
You left me standing by the side of the road feeling down
Genevieve your so bad worst person I know and the greatest lover I ever had
All my aces are on your floor I'm kneeling outside your door
Feeling down
Well you took all I had Genevieve and you left me a mess
But if you try to steal my heart again you'll have to cut it out of my
Chest
Genevieve iv got no regrets exept maybe for everything I had to do to
Forget
You're the reason I'm in pain
But my hearts still calling your name
Genevieve
Genevieve