I fly back down to MichigannBring the picture of the keynI show the locksmith NigelnAnd then he laughs at mennThe key is something digitalnHe can't recreatenSo I track her down to New OrleansnTo ask her on a datennMan I should've done thisnA way long time agonI pretend it was an accidentnWhen I'm at the same hotelnnHey there miss, remember me?nWe used to have a ball.nShe tells me she is excitednAnd agrees that we should talknnYesnLets have a drinknLets have a talknLets meet at your place at nNinenSo we donWe drink some winenWe talk about old nTimesnThen she criesnShe says her sorrynI tell that it is nFinenI move in closenI hold her tightnI tell her to relax ornnIf she moves nI'll break her necknThis is fornEverything!nAnytime!nAnything!nBreaking menLeaving menStealing keysnComes to an endnShe nCriesnStopnBut nI don't seenWhy I shouldnWhen shenDidn't for mennI saynFinenButnIt'snToo latennI didn't mean to kill hernBut I gone done did itnI wish I could've told hernIt was all overnLove, love, lovenAnd moneynnSo I grab her bottom lipnI pull the mouth wide opennThen I pull out my keynIt was covered innStomachnAcid...nnThen I book my flightnI head back to GenevanI don't believe in GodnBut I do believe I'm evilnnI think about my lifenI ponder my decisionsnI walk into the banknWith 20/20 visionnnI open up my lock boxnI only found a notenIt readsnI'm sorry that I left younBut you have been set up, love.nI rub my eyes and turn aroundnSure enough I had been foundnTwo guys approach me and put a gun to my headnThey told me how lucky I am to be deadnI kneel down and feel a pinchnAll I taste is smoke and sootnnDon't trustnYour lucknnPlayed my cards and now I seenThis whole time she was playing menThe only people you can trustnAre in control of your blood's luck