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 GenevieveYou're so badWorst person I know and the greatest lover I ever hadAll 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