Genevieve, 
Creole queen, with your love like fire and your heart like a guillotine. 
You cant 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 
I've got no regrets except maybe for everything 
I had to do to forget 
Your the reason 
I'm in pain but my hearts still calling your name 
Genevieve 
Genevieve