Geneva

She walks into a gas station restroom
 She pulls out a key attached to 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 I still hear her voice
 And I still 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
 Yeah she two timed me
 Yeah she stole the key
 Moved all my money
 To some bank across the sea
 She books 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