Geneva

She walks into a gas station restroom

She pulls out a key attached to a string

She ties the string to her teeth yeah

She swallows the key uncomfortably

I've been following her

For two weeks in Geneva

Just to get the key

Hope she hasn't spotted me

I've been trailing her

Via hitch from a trucker

Who was talky and greedy

He cost me 80 euros

We follow her fancy black limo

To the airport outside of Geneva

We pull up to terminal C

I give the driver an extra sixty to forget about me

It's kind of hard to say when this all began

She and I were mercenaries in Japan

We both were so young

We both fell in love

Five years later we were getting ready to retire

Saving money from the hits we did together

We were high profile killers

No bullshit

So we moved to Spain

We both changed our names

Settled down

Got out of the game

And still I hear her voice

And still I smell her hair

Dammit these dreams

When she comes back to me

I can't believe my luck

The only person I could trust

You know killing is tough

When you first fall in love

But she two timed me

Yeah she stole the key

Moved all my money

To some bank across the sea

She booked a flight to Toronto tonight

I'm heading towards a lock smith in Michigan

You know I could've just killed her

But she's not that kind of girl

No

Sometimes, I really just wish she was