Genevieve
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
You're so bad
Worst person I know and the greatest lover I ever had
All my aces are on your floor
And 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 I've got no regrets
Except 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