Trophy Scars - Nola lyrics

I fly back down to Michigan Bring the picture of the key I show the locksmith Nigel And then he laughs at me The key is something digital He can't recreate So I track her down to New Orleans To ask her on a date Man I should've done this A way long time ago I pretend it was an accident When I'm at the same hotel "Hey there, miss, remember me?" "We used to have a ball." She tells me she's excited And agrees that we should talk Yes Let's have a drink Let's have a talk Let's meet at your room at nine So we do We drink some wine We talk about old times Then she cries Says her sorry I tell her that it's fine I move in close I hold her tight I tell her to relax or If she moves I'll break her neck This is for Everything Anytime Anything Breaking me Leaving me Stealing keys Comes to an end She Cries Stop But I don't see Why I should When she Didn't for me I Say Fine But It's Too late I didn't mean to k** her But I gone done did it I wish I could've told her It was all over Love, love, love And money So I grab her bottom lip I pull her mouth wide open Then I pull out my key It was covered in Stom - ach Ac - Id Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh Then I book my flight I head back to Geneva I don't believe in God But I do believe I'm evil Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh I think about my life I ponder my decisions I walk into the bank With 20/20 vision Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh I open up my lock box I only found a note It reads "I'm sorry that I left you" "But you have been set up, love.." Rub my eyes and turn around Sure enough I had been found two guys approached me Put a gun to my head They told me how lucky I am to be dead I kneel down and feel a pinch All I taste is smoke and soot Don't trust Your luck Played my cards and now I see This whole time she was playing me The only people you can trust Are in control of your blood's luck